Option±++++(((++)))

Living becomes death exit window,when all fingers point at you as the bad one,the cast out,the betrayed ,the unfaithful one,we realise how wrongly misunderstood and concluded judgements hiding a knowledgeable amusing surprise that no one ever really knew you,they only knew the concluded version , I can't live like you means my life ain't like yours ,mountains of pains troubles trembling young hearts,guided wisdom is no option,verbal curses now hurts more than losing your loved ones ,forgiveness is too precious and would be given at personal considerations ,selfishness watches a generality shatter like spilt milk in this journey, you surprisingly realize your best friend may be your worst enemy and never bothered knowing our,pain crowns loneliness ,self thoughts becomes lips wishes ,forgiveness to others doesn't mean yours would be forgiven,you find out you are in an endless war with a enemy that doesn't know defeat'you wonder are you you the quitter or the winner,ever taken a decision that makes you feel you have just sentenced yourself to the gallows,your past,and present can convict your future if heard wrongly,second chances not an option,there is a bitter taste in you that you want to puke your guts out ,it becomes a casted away feeling,never to let it in,never to feel it ,never to see it,wondering how much more blows lifes going to throw at you ,it really does give blows  I dare not wish for my enemy,blows that would scare a life time,lows that would make loneliness paradise ,blows meant for gods, blows that driple hot tears at quiet times,blows that would keep you going even when the journey seems endlesss,blows that would make you fit with embedded pains,wishing this cup would pass you by,never dreamt days like this would shine on you and sleepless nights would be your dreams shared,it would make a grown man wish for there mothers blossom,she who as and watched your infant tears when sleeping on your cradle bed,when pains and sickness made you cry who gazed upon your heavy eyes and begged God that her little one doesn't pass away,an option, an option.