Awaiting..

Never any luck, always stumbling upon life..
No matter how careful I may be, still the odds are against me..
If I try, I will fail, Why continue trying?
With 83% chance to win, with my luck I hit the 17%..
I run but I'm not fast enough, I jump but not high enough..
I try but I don't succeed. I am not arrogant nor ignorant.
Why do I have this fate? Darkness fills my world, I run towards the light,
Not fast enough, Should I stop and await for the worst?
This is only the beginning..

A Good Run

What did I do wrong? Why does she always find means to blame me for her misfortune? Why is she so innocent through her own eyes? We fight over nonsense. I try to preserve what good we have left in our relationship. I make every effort to do so. But why does she seem as if she doesn’t make those same effort? Because she doesn’t.

She takes life for granted. The world must cater to her needs. She is the queen in her own world. That is fine until you expect others to hold that standard. I am sorry lady; you can’t treat me like that. Respect me, and you will be respected. If I like you, my respect is offered for free. Please don’t take it for granted otherwise it won’t be free.

We’ve climbed mountains together. We’ve accomplished many. Our last fight nearly destroyed us. I thought she’d learned, I thought she’d realized. We had a good run. But it happened again. I felt it in my gut. I should’ve known. But sometimes love it too hard to let go.