Whirlwind

Rethink and unwind

Relive it in your mind

Move forward.

Forgive and forget

Make mistakes, no regrets.

Move forward.

Move forward...

What does that mean, really?

We always move forward

We mean to change,

We mean to forgive

We mean to mind our own

Yet, we really just talk out of our ass.

Expectations some may have

The pedastool is now lower than the step stool

But, you still have one, right?

Move forward...like a bad bell

Ringing in my ear.

I'm a whirlwind...

I pick things up  to destroy them...

To scatter them around me 

To see what could have been

Or more, what was.

I mean to change,

My pattern may appear different

But its not. 

Move forward...

It's not black and white

It's a labyrinth in my head

Humility, embarrassment

Shame....

Move forward...

I have to figure it out. 

~~grb  2012