Wednesday 24 March 2010

Failure

How quickly they come,
How quicker they go.

One night it all made sense
And the next was a no-show.

I woke up on the wrong side.
Or maybe I'm sleeping still

Once unspoken words were heard
Today the ruckus is out to kill.

I am right where I began
Just more beaten than ever.

For the first step is yet untaken
After a million steps together.

Patience wears thin
Trust is a forgotten word

Ears shut, only wounds open
And no soothing word uttered.

A red thin line misnamed ego
A tool for self-preservation

Fear of losing oneself completely
And succumbing to devastation.

But lethargy sinks in to the soul
Nothing to stir it from its self-doubt

No light at the end of this tunnel
Just looking aimlessly for a way out.

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