Choices
The choice I make to walk away
Is not from cowardice or fear
But lessons learned from past mistakes
For which the cost was dear
I can read the signs
Having travailed this road
The landmarks are all there
And ill is what they bode
I cannot tame the dragon
Or bring him to his knees
Strong as I have become
Its only weakness that he sees
It's not a battle fought with swords
But with emotions and with tears
My kindness turned against me
Words laid upon deaf ears
To see the battle before you
And choose to walk away
Is a trip along the high road
To fight another day
Choose your battles wisely
And fight for all you're worth
Just don't yourself be conquered
It would fill your foe with mirth
Sheri Whitlock
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