Risks

Taking Risks

A risk
to risk
remarkable gain
devastating loss
or to live safe
hidden behind walls
the choice of shallow contentness
nothing more
nothing less
or a life on edge
always seeking more
dangerous?
exciting?
i ask myself
where is the logic?
the rationalizing?
though should everthing be rationalized?
new
scary
but to hold back. . .
yet to risk. . .
risks have let me down before
oh so many memories. . .
things in my head, haunting me
choices that went oh so wrong
what about God?
if he is the creator of all,
did he create these risks?
the things i wonder as i wander
do i think too much?
do i write too much?
do i care too little?
do i settle for imcomplete contentness?
or do i strive for something more?


so i wrote this outside yesterday, waiting for one of my roomates because i locked myself out. College brings a whole new set of choices and risks. it is risky to meet new ppl. it is dangerous to let yourself be known. where do i go now with my life? I have come to an age where i really get to start making decisions and real choices about my life. how do i stand up and make those, for the options are risky. however has anything spectacular ever come from the safe/smart choice? i think alot about random topics, risk, hatred, social darwinism, the effect of color on the emotional aspects of the world, human rights, superiority, yet all i can do is write. once and a while i will take the risk and express my thoughts to others tough it is rare to find someone not only to listen but to engage in the converstation and challenge each other. there are a few out there, people who expand my horizons and who just care, but you don't realize how rare you are. Well, i've got band and choir now but will be back to study tonight. always in thought, ~Erin