Nothing Else Matters

I see myself treading a knife's edge
An edge I have traversed before
One which has caused me blood.
It seems blunt this time
Maybe because i'm older and wiser
But blunt can still hurt
It does

History can repeat itself
Will it for me?
Be it a yes or a no,
Be it something good or bad,
I do not care.

All I ask is for courage, calm and clarity
To do the right thing
Because nothing else matters.

I cannot conclude this entry; simply because I can't, yet.