I failed again today.
To correct the mistakes of yesterday.
To check the negativity flowing beneath.
To fix the agony in my head.
I locked eyes again with disappointment.
For I had let myself down.
Letting myself down was a powerful illusion that I had created and upheld with steadfast determination.
I turned away from failure.
It shook me to my core.
I couldn’t let the anger at myself go.
I wouldn’t allow it to be.
I failed yet again.
The words didn’t meet the standards I set.
The sentences seemed incorrect.
I didn’t possess the prowess I imagined.
Tomorrow, these thoughts might not remain.
Of failure or disappointment
or unachievable standards.