Day 159 "Not Going Back?"

Is every moment from this moment forward supposed to be an adult one?

Is every decision to be made going to be weighed down by the heavy knowledge of both responsibility and consequence?

Will every smile only be half of what it could be? Half as free as it should be?

Has freedom become myth?

If I could choose to see this world through controlled eyes, would I command them to see this? Would I still demand they hold their attention and focus on this history of mine?

In times where hope is all I have, does that mean hope is all I need?

If you are given only what you can handle, does this mean ever that what we are given is less than we need?

Will I ever allow myself the luxury to burn time without burning myself?

I am not so sure that I alone am supposed to save and protect my heart.

I am not so certain that it is my destiny to have a destiny at all.

I am stranded in this person that I have become, and within me are the wills and desires and expectations of my own duality.

I am locked in this body and mind that struggle to break free of these impossible bonds.

Is it too late to join this mind and this heart back together again?

Is it still possible to reclaim a few more innocent moments that have not been burned down by reason?

Is it ever really too late at all?