they say that life
is survival
of the fittest.
sometimes though
I wonder-
if this is true
then why am I still here?
every time i stumble
fall short of expectations
mine
my family's
society's
I wonder-
who has pushed ahead of me
in this cycle?
how many more notches
until i am extinguished
recieving no more
second chances?
so i try harder
pushing on
and still someone
breaks ahead
knocks me down
wins out over me
yet again
i am learning to fall
but i worry-
when will the day come
when i can no longer
stand back up?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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If you don't fall, you'll never learn how to fly. Once again you have written a great poem, that once again I can relate to as well. You did an awesome job. Keep it up



