Things that get in your way,
As if there's a hidden door blocking your path,
And find the worst, by error as it stray!
A problem to be solved, probably simple math.

Or is it that simple to say??

I am here, still having a teary bath,
At the shore of a gleeful sea waiting.....to be rescued from my deceptive portray.
The covert, concealed door is jammed, making me annihilate in a desolate wrath!

With the never-ending failures, the path I cover everytime gets away....
And the only sound the clear blue sky can hark.... is the aching shriek of my scathe...

The aching shriek of my scathe.

#selfhelp #Writco #failure
© Eshita Ghosh