Transgression

So much pressure around me.

Become a shadow of whom i wish i`d be.

Part of what remained inside, now feels lost .

A vision entrapped in pain .

A face without expression, relentless and remorseful.

Blaming all but himself for falling in despair .

I decided to turn my back.

Try a different approach.

Since everything that`s touched is bound to turn to dust .

Recommend no further trial.

Not a glimpse of should have been.

Only the promised years to come,

And with that my transgression will come to an end .

So little movement within me.

A shadow i've become.

Fall out, now all is lost .

It`s clear i'm incomplete .

A face portraits depression , emotionless but thankful features that show:

When one loses, there is everything to gain .

Free fall!

Failure above me circulates!

Dented pride encouraged and my broken spirit leads the way .

Deterred comprehension.

I tend to give up more and more each day.