speaking about failure... by LRgerochi, literature
Literature
speaking about failure...
It cuts me like knife,
Leaving me with sharp distortions
Now crushed... crumbling like the cracked earth
Dried underneath the torturing rays
Served upon the burning flames.
It is like the storm
Bombing with sadistic glees
As I fall in an unrhythmic cosmo;
No speck of hope only thunders of vertigo.
I am now trapped!
Vialed in this darkness, cold and frigid;
Unable to move... grasping for air
Hunted in this uncommon orb.
You came home beeping the car horn. Hundred times at twelve A.M.. You came home with a bad breath and a bad driving. You came home criss-crossing the front lawn. Stepped at your son's toy car; Ruin it, yet not get a spanking. Then still you would break your wife's vases, yet still be able to make love with her for the night. You puked at your in-law's faved couch; Came in banging the door...calling your wife a bitch! Slap her in front of your kids, unable to control yourself. You came to bed in your filthy suit and mudscraped shoes. Fell asleep...
And yet, still...
Wake up in the morning, with sweet smelling coffee,black in your favorite cu