I’m covered up
Suffocating
From the words
Choking to get out
Suffering
From the once-over
The cursory glance
Of the unimpressed
Succumbing
To the preconceived notion
Of my inadequacy
Sufficing
For no one
Nothing is enough.
I’m ripped apart
Ravished
By the need for more
Ravaged
By the acceptance of failure
Ragged
With the torment of repetition
Feeling raw
From each over-looked effort
Again and again and again.
I’m thrown away
Stricken
With the impossibilities of success
Stranded
In a realm where things go unnoticed
Struggling
To make sense of flawlessness
Stripped free
Of my hopes and dreams
Closed off
From the drawer with all the secrets
And shut into a world of mediocrity
And consequently
Loneliness.
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