I irresponsibly fell from my own grace.
The pedestal I constructed for myself
Lost its stability and I came tumbling
To the hard earth.
Setting unattainable standards
For myself and others
Yet always having hope
That neither of us will falter.
What is it within me
That strives to succeed, and then
Pushes the finish line further away
Just as my proud heart nears it?
Perhaps it’s the internal drive
To pursue, to challenge, to dream, and
Of never wanting to be someone
Who did not live up to their potential.
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