The Will To Succeed

Reaching and reaching
But never succeeding
Contemplating death
Without grieving

Every mistake is felt
By a hard life dealt
Hallowed echoes
Hidden in stealth

The day after tomorrow
Soon dripping in sorrow
With my fear of living
I dare not wallow

Straight as an arrow
Eye sight is narrow
With direct speed
I am now hollow

I bid you all farewell
But try not to dwell
I won’t be back
I will not fail