Today was a good day
Someday I will say
I have want for nothing anymore
At present I am exhausted for sure
I wonder how my journey will end
Failure has become my oldest friend
Walking with it has taught me compassion
Worries have become my constant companion
Realising it will never be real in my fiction
Spending the days chasing my ambition
Be careful not to get lost in that mess
Everyone has their own darkness
Most people are kind but
Someone once told me that
All I am now is a blunt knife
I must have a purpose in this life
That's a lie that keeps me up at night
I am content now, everything is all right
For this poem's meaning to be clear
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