Did I undersell the view, though trying to see their view, before too long?

Did I settle for a second best, which turned to something far from third?

Did I slowly change the measure, when I had the chance to stay quite strong?

Is it fair to analyse the steps I took, when soundless nights were heard?

I still had to penetrate the dark, and mingle with the other side

Of the darker unions' timeline, so that I could see what I had missed.

Until then, I could not comprehend the width of that which must be wide.

So I sampled compensation's finest hours, until I got the gist.

Was I out of touch with faith and hope, believing I could satisfy

Different parts, at different times, as though I wasn't fully self contained?

Did I lose myself, along the way, and think that I might just get by;

When that didn't complement my joy; but left my peace completely drained?

I went that way once, and slowly felt my heart develop quite a crack.

I took on the faulty vision, which absorbed those poor substandard views.

When my eyes became too sore to process more, I made the journey back

I could not have turned around, until I'd nothing left at all to lose.

Will the desperation come again, and tempt me to repeat the ride,

Which removed my mind from wisdom's path, and steered me straight for wounds and ache?

If that happens, I would hope that I could see that chance and let it slide.

I'd be better off to wait for long term views, than make the same mistake.

If the childhood sweetheart in my deepest dreams is yet to introduce

Those components of her soul to me, I'd rather wait, than jump back there,

To the struggle which, at best, can only lead to unrewarding truce.

If mistakes like that just had to be, by now I think I've made my share.