Trying To Change A Destiny Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

By changing who we are, are we changing destiny?
Spinning the wheel in reverse.
Does this accomplish something different?
Many forks in the road lie ahead.
How do we know where they lead.
Do we the ride the heart as if it was our steed?
Or do we use are head in its stead?
Thoughts become questions looking to be complete.
A wholeness, not an apple half eaten.
Facing an assortment of demons.
Some visible.
Some not as in the air we breath.
Each with its own features and characteristics.
Just a tiny piece of humanity.
Traits that create me.
As a being willing to accept that some flaws are not the best suited.
Analysing and coming to my own conclusions.
Figuring out what is an illusion.
Enduring what is real.
Being brave even facing my own ghosts at my heels.
They cling to me and I don't know why.
Always in the back of my mind.
Reminding me of this life and that I don't have infinite time.
For every mistake that is made.
It cost at the expense of my expectations.
Generous seem to be my donations.
A formula to an infinite of calculations.
All alphabetised in files of such a huge to do list.
Who will continue where I leave off?
A question that does nothing to remove the frost.
Some would say that I'm too soft.
For I do everything in my power to avoid conflict.
Even sometimes upon my own loss.
Toss the ball catch it again and again.
Trying to be a true friend.
But will it really matter in the end? ?