No Judgments

“What have you made of your life?”
As if a prosecutor intoned it.
I’m here-just barely some days.
Fighting the urge to quit.

The tally of beautiful moments
Outweighed by the trauma and pain.
I can’t mislead you.
Youthful optimism no longer remains.

The days bleed together
Until you stop counting at all.
You rest so much to try and recover,
But still comes the fall.

The decline when you thought
You’d hit bottom for good.
In the twilight
You realize you did all that you could.

© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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