Failure
I proceed to believe.
I think i've moved forward.
Reality hits.
Obliterates my lies.
My defenses.
Stripping me bare.
Nothing left but for pain and loss.
What was there to ever gain?
My stomach twists and turns.
Flips and knots.
I can't focus.
I can't care.
I look for you in my dreams.
But you don't come.
I fight to see your face.
But it blurs, unrecognizable.
Through the tears.
Curled into the corner.
Fighting back the insanity.
Pasting the smile.
Fighting the fear.
Put on a show.
Failure.
And yet...
I still proceed to believe.
That i'm getting somewhere.
Nothing.
Nothing there.
Too much to take.
Too much to handle.
The ache.
The hate.
I can't stop it from consuming me.
I fight so hard.
Or do I just believe i'm fighting?
Consumed.
Overtaken.
Breaking.
Failure.
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