Freedom of Thought Part Too by Rosie Geanpool

Freedom of Thought part 2

Today was particularly hard for me because I had to hear the words again… THE TRUTH
The day was not hard because I heard the truth.
It was hard because the truth was another dagger in my hopes
Of returning to a positive relationship all the time
Rather than then the camera is on and ready
To capture our reflection for life’s constant spectators
In knowing how much love carried the brunt of our human choices
Someone, something has to pay the consequences and suffer.
How do you determine what is sacrificed.
Make daily decisions that reflect life altering events
Make grand chance a temporary visitor in the home of grand choice
Question all or nothing
Determine reactions or act determined
Cliché’s to teach the masses they are special, unique even individuals
But goth at the pure expression of free choice and thought
Many nights I see love’s eyes with contempt
For the idiocracy forced into my existence
IF, BUT, and MAYBE are vocabulary determinations of fault Regardless of actual blame recognition
When I stare into the spot of hope
Still circling my expressions of relaxation with change
All hope of fail is fallen