I used to love failure
Until it failed me one time too many
I was fine
Knew what to expect at the end
But then Failure decided
It was done with me
Things started going right
Or wrong
Depending on who tells it
Failure left me
Shoved me on the road to success
With its high expectations
And senior intimidation
Distraught
Was the best word to describe me
Failure
Was my friend
A kind comrade
In the army of uncertainty
I would slip and fall
Into utter despair
Then failure would call
And help me to fall just a little further than before
No hope
Had ever held my hand
I’ve only known defeat in the sand
My walls crumble
As my potential rises
Failure now
Then fail again
Failure is what happens when you have lost your only friend?