​Somewhere in the far reaches of memory

Dimmed by cascading fateful event

Marred by dark blotches on faith

Come words from far-away yesterday

“You were badass”

“Too much pauses”

“You killed it”

“You were too aggressive”
I listened to the words with wonder

Each said with the conviction of true belief

I was what I was, or was I?

Perhaps I was too optimistic…

Nah, delusional is the word

The results speak for themselves
Perhap I’m being too hard on myself

Too unyielding…

But it’s not me talking

It not me writing

It’s my pain

My despair

My pride
Failure is a strange thing

Ego even stranger

And resillience… resillience;

A curse in disguise.



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