Time lost or insights gained?

Second chance or scampering to live life?

Do second chances come with vivacity?

With the will to live and thrive?

Or does a second chance test you?

"Are you up to it or should I keep moving forward?"

"Will you grab me by the horns, will you garner the strength, all the resources that I bring with me, or will you let it wither again?"

It tests you. Second chances are not gentle. They are challenging

When the butterfly emerges there is nothing gentle about the struggle

Chrysalis to butterfly requires metamorphosis

Metamorphosis does not occur without struggle

An internal struggle

Struggle to release yourself

Struggle that will liberate you

The fight is with no one outside of you

It's within you. The fight is within you. The fight is to give yourself the second chance

To say I deserve it and take the journey within and emerge as a butterfly

Second chance is the Chrysalis

I miss the 'young adult' period of my life

What does a young adult even mean

If I miss it, I should know

The phase where you truly are a child, and an adult at the same time

They say embrace the child within you

But that time is gone

That happened when I was a young adult

Young adult, gosh I miss myself as an young adult

The days of walking on the streets, having the freedom of an adult but no worries as a young

Days of having a partner like an adult, but no worry, no clue, of where it was supposed to go

Days of having dreams as the young. No sense of reality as an adult

None

That is a young adult, dreams, real dreams without limitations

We can all be young adults if we make up our mind

A suicide

An accident

How one is different from another

What are the impacts

How is the loss measured

Both boys of same age

What are the reactions

WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE

Tonight I leave this puzzle open too 

I struggle

I struggle with talking to my children

I struggle talking to my sister

I struggle talking to my parents

I do not struggle talking to my friends

Friends who I know to be friends

Friends whom I call friends

What is the difference

I do not know

Tonight I leave this puzzle open

Darkness when young die

Salvation when old

If time is granted, what would a youth do and what would an aged do?

Death would still catch up

Darkness, or salvation, will catch up

How we live is how we constantly choose darkness, or salvation, at death

Whatever age, choice to experience darkness or salvation at death, is being constantly made

The innocence of youth though, what choices are they making, they have not had any time

Parents are making choices for them

Stoics say meditate on death, yours and your loved ones

Make a choice. Everyday. Darkness or salvation, at death

Salvation is possible for young

Timothy has not left darkness behind

His parents chose salvation for him

His parents and sisters will live, will thrive, in the light he leaves behind

Writing, painting, photography, gardening

All forms of expressions of a creative, fulfilled mind, fulfilled life

But, the struggle 

Struggle to act, despite the volcano waiting to erupt

The fire, the burning

Is that the precursor? 

Scorched insides?

Years, centuries, lifetimes of burning?

But now 

Here

In eternity, is this moment, and here is

Expressions