At What Cost?

Doing the right thing is not always the best way to see something through. Therefore by being the best to you, one will find the right way. More often then not, the tide of emotion comes crashing down on the shore we know as life. It is a double bladed knife that cuts deep inside yesteryear. And it is with in that year that we shall never grow old. It is the child’s mind that maintains the foresight, as adult we tend to rationalize everything finding any answer to make sense the way we want it to. Tears will always tend to cascade inside, a punishment far worse than any before. The dividing line was drawn years ago and I never picked a side. I drew my own line and walked it as far as I wanted. Simply because it has never been about what I have needed, it has always been about what I wanted. In a parallel thought, which is what one always perceives after the fact, pushes me to believe the best will never come. Better yet the best has come and gone, it is the emptiness within that is my confession that is what is left. All I ever new was to be true to myself at all cost… but at what cost?