I could never truly revel
at my trivial successes
when the feeling of failure
was weighed so heavily on me.
The failure wasn’t internal
but one so wholesome, so universal
that not a soul is left unaffected.
The failing of humanity.
The world is filled with monsters
who’ve picked their prey.
A world that seems so distant,
that our mind reads it as fiction.
In the end however,
we are the chosen heroes.
And no success can ever make up
for us failing our duties to protect.
In response toΒ Successful
February 7, 2017 at 9:00 am
A short one or otherwise
A good point, nevertheless π
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January 23, 2017 at 7:25 pm
Thank you for taking the time to read through all the pieces and leaving your amazing thoughts!! Cheers! π
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January 23, 2017 at 11:35 am
Wow, this was different from your other works but equally amazing as always.:)
I really liked your the way you expressed your thoughts…
Hats off!β
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