Misunderstood

A misstep was made, I stumbled to the ground of the dark forest. I know I had lost my footing but I have no one to blame! There wasn’t any helping hand to support me mentally, I had to struggle back to my feet in the midst of my adversity. I was a little squeamish in facing the karmic consequence of my actions. Am I a product of my adversity? No, no, no! I am a product of the decisions I make towards my adversity! I accept fully responsibility for my ill-fated decisions, I hold no one hostage except myself for the transgression I made that had propelled me to this demoralizing calaboose. We’re all susceptible to make mistakes! As soon as I stumbled and tumbled along this dark path, my most dearest of friends, scattered, abandoned me. I felt so alone!I felt like a pariah! Deserted for getting in trouble, I thought they understood my struggle. I was a bad boy before they met me. Loving and caring, humorous and intelligent, this what they labelled me! But. Yet and still, you’re supposed to keep it real nd be my friend through thick and thin! I am very disappointed but life goes on and so do those fake azz friend….This is only a minor setback for a major comeback!

~Willie A. Jackson