March 23, 2014

The Life I Chose

by LeVar E. Jones (author's profile)

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The Life I Chose
By LeVar E. Jones

The life I chose, damn! I took the wrong road.
Nobody to help me, but somehow I earned this load.
Parents by my side, everybody else! I can't say
they're not here, they continued to live life anyway.
I chose the life of grief, the chosen life of crime,
chose to leave my family to being alone doing jail time.
I chose a life of heartache, I chose a life of pain,
chose to be round people I hate in prison where I remain.
I chose a life of sadness, couldn't find any happiness,
despite choosing this life I got a chance to ask for forgiveness.
I chose this life because I went to war without a plan,
even though I chose this life, it made me a better man.
I chose this life, but forever it won't endure,
this life here! Has only made me more mature.
This chosen life, believe me, is filled with bullsh-t;
the friends I had weren't really friends to begin with.
The life I chose has me regretting what I've done.
I was selfish and egotistical, didn't think about my son;
life was never good for me, I had to learn on my own.
I wanted attention because my parents were never home.
On my side of the fence, the green grass never grows.
Why? Because green grass ain't found in the life I chose!

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Calhoun25 Posted 10 years ago. ✓ Mailed 10 years ago   Favorite
Keep going, brother! I find the best way to do that, is to look back on what has happened, take the best lessons I've learend, and use them to move forward. I can tell you've learned a lot; you've learned more than most people today in America have: you've matured, actually. Take that strength and forge ahead. You've chosen crime before; that's the past, and it's over. Now is the present, and the future lies ahead. Choose a new life of forgiveness and resilience. Even when it gets tough, and you fall away from this new message several times (I'm talking from personal experience here), you can always start afresh and move on. It's like learning to ride a bike, or perfect a free throw shot: it takes time and many tries until you get good at it. After that, you might still mess up (miss the shot; crash your bike). But you know you have the skill, and these mistakes are just fleeting miss-haps. The same goes for changing your old life, and living a new one. Never give up! and keep writing! Talk to you later!
--Calhoun25

LeVar E. Jones Posted 9 years, 10 months ago.   Favorite
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