Does Time Heal All Wounds?
I woke up this morning with
mounting guilt and bitter disappointment
of yesterday's mistake and unwelcome news.
Oh, what a great way to start my day.
I thought I could just sleep it all off
and let it slip through my conscious.
But the cold stare and the silence it brought along
suggested that I was wrong.
Tell me then,
when one's appeal for forgiveness
finds itself in ignorance,
how else can he undo the damage?
Sometimes things just get out of control
as he relinquishes his grip on reality
And as the adversity it causes finally takes its toll
the cold hard truth knocks him off his sanity.
Then come this period of restrospection.
A pathetic phase of an offender's life when
he spends hours regretting what he's done
and wishes that he could turn back time.
He knows it's rather impossible and unprofitable
but he cannot help feeling so vulnerable.
Either he's scared of losing a crucial part of his life
or just concerned of the bad perception people may hold against him.
Contemplating his next move, he wonders
on how should he react to the current crisis.
For his biggest fear is not just about
not doing the best he could
but also the possibility of
magnifying a tiny, insignificant event
a hundred times over
and making a big deal out of it.
A voice whispered in his ears,
"People move on. So should you."
This leads him to a question,
"Can time heal all wounds?"
Yes it can.
Only if we let it.
I woke up this morning with
mounting guilt and bitter disappointment
of yesterday's mistake and unwelcome news.
Oh, what a great way to start my day.
I thought I could just sleep it all off
and let it slip through my conscious.
But the cold stare and the silence it brought along
suggested that I was wrong.
Tell me then,
when one's appeal for forgiveness
finds itself in ignorance,
how else can he undo the damage?
Sometimes things just get out of control
as he relinquishes his grip on reality
And as the adversity it causes finally takes its toll
the cold hard truth knocks him off his sanity.
Then come this period of restrospection.
A pathetic phase of an offender's life when
he spends hours regretting what he's done
and wishes that he could turn back time.
He knows it's rather impossible and unprofitable
but he cannot help feeling so vulnerable.
Either he's scared of losing a crucial part of his life
or just concerned of the bad perception people may hold against him.
Contemplating his next move, he wonders
on how should he react to the current crisis.
For his biggest fear is not just about
not doing the best he could
but also the possibility of
magnifying a tiny, insignificant event
a hundred times over
and making a big deal out of it.
A voice whispered in his ears,
"People move on. So should you."
This leads him to a question,
"Can time heal all wounds?"
Yes it can.
Only if we let it.
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