Failure

Daunted by your sting

Served without celebration

Deeply embedded in discipline

I more importantly think of you as darkness

You haunt me

You taunt me

Hurt by your exposure

Accompanied with loneliness

Woven throughout with hints of pain

Instead of defeat

Instead of heartbreak

I settled my heart

I strengthened my will

Then I sat with failure

Until I saw it as my success.

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