In the garden where dreams once bloomed
Silent shadows of hope are tombed
Fractured petals drift in the breeze
Whispers of what could have been with ease

Each choice a step on a winding road
Laden with burdens, a heavy load
The laughter once bright now tinged with doubt
As echoes of plans unravel, fade out

A painter's brush, once bold and free
Now hesitates where colors disagree
A canvas flaws with streaks of gray
Reflects the heart, led astray

In the dance of days, we stumble and sway
Navigating the ruins of dreams gone astray
With every misstep, a lesson unfolds
In the carpet woven with threads of gold

Yet in failures clutch, we learn to arise
Through broken paths, we grow wise
For in each setback, a spark ignites
In the darkest of nights we reclaim our light

So raise a glass to the roads untraveled
To the hopes once cherished, now unraveled
For life's failures are chapters, not the end
In the grand story, they help us amend

Embrace the flaws, the bends and breaks
In the ashes of sorrow, resilience awakes
With every setback, let courage ignite
For the heart still beats and the dawn brings new light

I have become the sum of all my fears and failures
The accumulation through the years,
To some degree,
Is on another level then most others
Uninstalled the self installed blinders
Hoping to stumble across some left behind life perks
I didn't know this is how finders keepers works
Nothing found has kept me off the ground,
Barley kept me out the ground,
And every moment hurts
For what it's worth,
I don't know what I'm worth
Starting to wonder,
Just internally first,
But maybe this whole thing is cursed
Or worse
There was never a purpose of falling prey to thirst

©2024

What if I said yes to him,
Would I still be single now?
What if I took the board exam,
Would I still be a loser now?
What if I never accepted this job,
Would I be successful now?
My life has uncertain future
But one thing is for sure
I am such a failure.

I'm acrophobic
But I ain't afraid of heights.
Instead, what I'm really afraid of
is the fall.

i wish i never ran out of words
i wish my emotions found a better way out rather than expressing themselves in tears
i wish i knew how to fight those toxic battles
i wish i knew how to swim the ocean of failures
i wish i didn't feel tormented all through
i just wish i could get anaesthetic to all the pain they put me into!

"Could you name a shortcoming of yours?"
       and I stutter- I stop
after nights of practice
mindless rehearsing
this should not be the question
that turns me to a boulder
hurls me off the cliff
so I shatter
while bystanders thank their lucky stars they weren't hit
I've named thousands thanks to you
but now
the pain has muted me
"I am shy"
it's a lie