Let the Circle Remain Broken

I thought I understood

Thought at 40

I was ok with it all

Could handle any and everything

I knew so much

Then I didn't know anything

at all

Now I just don't want to know this

And I never will.

Failure.

I failed on a major level

At the most important task

Of my entire life

I failed

With flying rainbow-blinding colors

And it wasn't even

Of my own demise.

Destruction and

Devastation

Rumbled through like a fucking

Hurricane

Katrina.

In just a few short days

It selfishly drowned through suffrage and toxic waste

Victimizing lives in irreversible ways

And without warning.

My apodictic speech caused glazed over eyes;

Oxymoronic circling.

Because I knew.

And you knew, too...

Didnt you

Life's a jealous bitch, I told you, right or wrong, you'd have to choose. It continues, this journey called Life, competing for my own soul, my own will, my giving in and my giving up.

Today proved which of us the winner would be.

And it wasn't me.

May we all rest in peace.