There’s no living without danger, there’s no feat without failure.
A life lived blaming strangers restricts our own saviors.
I once dwelled amongst blame, a pawn in minds game.
It took darkness to see me, as the light to ignite shame.
An idol of others dreams saw hands cuffed and screams muted.
Anticipating my own failure left its occurrence undisputed.
So what stopped my mocking clock?
Was it mere time to learn that I could master the ticks and tocks?