Failure

it's cold and brutal

it proves me futile

i tried so hard to break free

made a mockery of me

thought i had the upper fight

showed me that i’m not so right

i’ve been here before

just the same once more

i tried to rise above it

tried not to succumb to it

in the end it’s still the same

full of attempts done in vain

my destiny i have to claim

the fight i fought was in vain

Disclaimer: This is one of those poems that's just therapeutic to write out but not act out. I have not done any of these things nor intend to. And I do not condone you doing them either. Poetry is an outlet, not a plan.