Things I Tell Myself

I tell myself: This is how it's supposed to be.
I know this because I can only be on this one path.
I have only been on this one path.

My past is behind, and this is how it's supposed to be
I tell myself.
There may be no reason to those events,
There may be some rhyme.
It's twisted and turned and
I have endured jug handles multiple times.

Things I tell myself when I cannot put words together and
Speak:
Silence is better than apologizing to and for the irrational
The reasons do not justify.
I yearn for justice.
There is a light at the end of this tunnel.

In this life, the reasons do not matter
The end must justify the means, but in the meantime
I tell myself: Everything is - everything - is fine.