I wish I didn’t take life so seriously.
It has gotten me nowhere but sick and confused.
I wish I had lived more and had given more to
Family. I wish I had a healthier view
Of my life. Were it not real I would be amused.
If I died tomorrow who then would bury me?
I wish I hadn’t given up on my dream so
Easily. One day life will flash before my eyes.
To make sure it’s worth watching becomes my life’s goal.
Had my purpose been aligned with that of my soul
Then I’d have been empowered, I now realize.
I wish I’d given my soul the freedom to grow.
Did my life mean anything to this world? Was I
Love by others? Did I love? And does it matter?
When I’m on my death bed I will not be concerned
About money, status, or degrees that I’ve earned.
All the hopes, dreams, and wishes of life will shatter.
What can I do to serve this world before I die?
I can make my life matter. It isn’t empty
Of the passion I once had. I still have wonder
For this whole life experience. I cannot take
It for granted and by becoming more awake
To my purpose I shall not be cast asunder
By the frightened and limited aspects of me.