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| klarchen |
I am an emply shell again. I am absent again, not here, falling short. I am unable to do is become what is wanted, yet again. My weakness is all draining, don't come near. When you need me, I will fail you. When I need me, I fail myself, yet again. I am unable to pay what I owe. To you. To myself, yet again. And in moments when the scream of failure is quiet, I can hear shades of vibrant success. But the scream is too loud. Its shrill pitch is piercingly numb. It perpetually echoes back. Yet again, yet again. |
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| stan | failure is what makes success sweet. | 000731 |
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| lost | too true. i happen to be experiencing that now. | 011002 |