All My Mistakes

I try to forget, I pace circles in an empty house
Alone, just couch and blanket
Remembering I have nothing now
The couch has become my bed, my room, my cell
Bear traps disguisded by photos, memories, and beauty

Im bordering on severing relationships
Possibly detrimental to my being, my sanity
In the process, I'm sabotaging life as I know it
I am losing myself for extended spells
I hope I find me too, soon to help figure this out

incapable of reason and understanding
I may be too savvy to expose the unreasonable
I may be jaded and warped
I may be following what I know is my ultimate conclusion
I may make the solid choices percived as mistakes

All my mistakes brought me this far
Iraq to Tokyo, Seattle to Southampton
Shown me places I couldn't imagine
Maybe mistakes are hidden blessings
Only we deside the label "mistake"
Mistakes are ours no one can steal them

Rolling my dice for the right mistake
The right one that sweeps you inexpectibley to a new life
We learn from the poor decisions, they lead to mistakes
It's all about where you catch the you catch break
IF all my mistakes brought me to you, where am I?