A fall and rise story!






The lights go dim
As I rest my head upon the wine glass rim,
Retreating to cozy darkness
Holding myself together with "haunting past" dancing in smudginess,
"Tomorrow would be your day, Pal"
I once again tried to fool myself,
Took a sip from the wine and scoffed
"Oh you jerk, don't fool this way thyself!
It’s over. You don't deserve to live,
What man is a man, if he fails to fight his beliefs?
Who can’t even protect the dreams he nurtured in his brains every crease?"
Infuriated, I smashed the glass
Let the pain overtake,
I drowned in agony
Self defeat
Self betrayal
Self disdain
"Ha-ha! You loser! Once again giving up so easy?"
My conscience mocked me.
"Give your big fat ego a kick and get up.
This war isn’t over yet.
So stop treating yourself like muck.
Fight for thy
'cos this fight aint over yet!”
I felt the adrenaline taking over,
My conscience was yet again winning the battle
Tattered hope was saved from being shattered.
I chuckled and dusted myself
"Alright drama is over.
Watch me, oh adversaries,
As I defeat you with glory."
This ain’t a onetime "fall and rise" story,
This is life's everyday mockery,
Got to face it like a man
'cos life is a jerk, with no chivalry!

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