Poem book

Beginings

Where do you begin?
When the sunrises?
When you finally open your eyes?
Or when you finally realize that things aren't as they seem
Do you start with mental training you go through just to get up
Or when you finally master the mask that hides your burdens.
It seems like things pile up
Or become so few that it doesn't really matter if you continue to try
It's hard to continue and bear witness to the cruelty of the world you see
....... Maybe the end is a better place to start
When everything should be finished
Regrets should be long gone
And you finally let go of the hands that held so tightly hoping that their will would be what saves you.
But that's no better is it?
You will always have regrets
Things that you wish you had more time for but will never have
It never really ends
And the hands that held so tightly are left to mourn and grieve and blame
Or they could have just been to far away..... Unable to catch you when you fell
Both hold the cruelest lies,
The lie of innocence
And the lie of relief.
So let's not look at the beginning or the end
Let's look at the middle
Where much of life is still new and a mystery
But you think you have it all figured out
Maybe Let's start where reality isn't at its harshest but none the less real
Maybe, Let's start at the time where the hope that you have is the thing that will guide the rest of your mortal life
Where love still exists
And happiness isn't the thing that feels unreachable... Right?
So... Where do you start?
At the beginning with your innocence
The middle with the brightest view with the most realistic guidance
Or the end where all of reality crashes down on you
I think the true beginning,
The true start
Is when you can open your eyes
And know that your seeing the world
And when you know that you can handle and change that view.

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