Second Thoughts (Reflection)

Sharpness is in every part of everyday life. Whether it be a point being made, or a blade designed solely to cause harm. And everything in between. It's funny how you can be on the precipice of defeat, and suddenly see things differently. To be so stubbornly set in saying goodbye without words, and without warning you have second thoughts. This is why I wrote this poem. I understand that it is a delicate topic, and that the wording may seem irrelevant to the point I am making. Read into it enough, disregard popular opinion, and make your own. Then everything will become clear.