Daylight comes in the morning...
I lie waiting in the middle of the night with silent cries. Whimpers brought on by disappointment. I whisper... why??? why me, why am I insane??? because I wanna rewrite my wrongs, accomplish a challenge, to beat up defeat?
I wanna slap the **** out of setbacks and criticism. The audacity to embed your taunting words of "I told you so"and "I knew you couldn't do it. Roars of "****"you to the doubters.
I feel the discouragement conceiving in my mind. Hoping for a new outcome while it's in my blood to **** up. All night I beat my mind until it's restless.
Dawn begins drawing the picture of daylight. I fall back asleep requiem.
Requiem