Blue Letters

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Seventh Letter

How is it possible that there is no right or wrong answer?
My brain cannot process that.

Was it great cowardice today or courage?
I feel it was cowardice.  But maybe it was the opposite.

We live in an age of uncertain morals and unclear paths.
We look for signs that direct us which appear to leave us more tangled up.

The good and bad, the dream and the reality
(Possibly such different things)

By rights you should not have heard me
But I hoped you might.