Destined To Fail

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Destined To Fail

Strolling with your soul within was a scuffle with every stride to flee.

The pain I feel in my bones is all that’s left of you in me.

Pawns of a game, we are played by our needs

how we tried to make it work, the vain endeavours made us weak

The desperation for that old estranged ecstasy

possessed by the hunger, we fed on each other bleed.

All that pain we tried to fight was a longing to be free

from the failed attempts to try and fix

what was never meant to be.

All it was and stood to be is an incessant tale of greed.

No matter how you pull the strings

A You and Me are not a We.

Published by
Tanisha Rai