punishment

By the end we will have been punished for our bad decisions. Not all of them. Just the ones that matter.

It will happen before your eyes and unnoticed, by you.

Then one day, It will hit you square between the eyes.

The canvas of your life, your masterpiece, has those little flaws. Flaws that others may not notice, but they catch your eye.

Once you see them, the glare just gets brighter and brighter.
Like the lights of a truck crossing the center line towards you on a rainy evening, on a winding blacktop road.
...and the rose colored glasses keep getting  thicker and thicker.

You cannot fix the flaw, and you cannot hide it.

And you see now, all that you have done.