Tears

I look back into my past life
At the struggles, the pain, and the strife
For there I can never fail to see
The defining patterns that became me

Some of those patterns are ugly to know
They highlight the evil that I did sow
But the theme shifts across the years
And slowly the harm is washed by tears

Tears for the damage that I have caused
Sobs that helped to heal all the flaws
And bring the joy that life has to give
As I set myself a different path to live

I look forward, now, to the rest of my days
Peering to see through dusky haze
Working to rebalance my earlier wrong
For the rest of my life, all my life long

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