When is a cry for help actually a cry for mercy?
When should we take a step back or blaze on through, noisemakers in hand, ready to scare all the boogey men out into the light?
When is enough enough?
When will the point of recklessness be reached and we decide to let a person continue breathing on their own or force ourselves to be the breathing force behind them?
Willing to never let them rise up on their own again?
When do we learn that we are doing more harm than good by our "good" intentions?
When do we just stop, let the world fall away around us and build a new world?
When is the perfect time to start over?

Random thoughts at 2am.

Peace and Love.