Premeditative Thoughts Conditioned

Endorsing one's entrapment.
That I can not give.
Premeditative thoughts conditioned,
Is not a life to live.

To exist to be pigeonholed,
Are afflictions I do not embrace.
To stay fixed and unadventurous,
Has never been my place.

To explain what to do to another to get done,
For them may have purpose.
For me there is none.

Difficulties to overcome,
Are decisions alone one must make.
Some have never done this without an approval.
And seeking acceptance results in one's heartbreak.

Life is lived to experience it.
And many would rather not!
Since their fears they can not shake.
And how can that be explained to anyone?
When it is known by those who have done it...
That is what it takes!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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