The Torture of Knowledge

Be careful what you wish for.

Be sure that the jump
is worth the agony
you may feel
when you land.

Life has a way
of pummeling you
in the face.

Like a beautiful dream
that's gone forever
with the dreadful sound
of your alarm.

A radiant dream
disguised as the nightmare
of what you thought
life held for you.

To see so lucidly,
the importance
of pure and simple things.

You won't find contentment
in a bank account,
or the finest house on the block.

Look to the grown up dreams
of a little girl,
and the childhood dreams
of a grown up woman.

Our most cherished dreams
are one in the same.

Never take the straightest path,
never jump without looking.

Hang onto your dreams,
and never let go.

A lesson learned,
a little too late.

The jump may not kill you,
but your ownership in the decision,
will haunt you forever.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
I wrote this after my divorce from my boys father, when I felt as though I had made a terrible mistake by leaving and breaking up my family. Years later now, I have let go of that guilt and I realize that I did do the right thing after all.

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