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The Failed Man
Remastered
By J.C. Solis
I am a man deeply troubled within
I do not know from which road to begin
For I cannot face the weight of my din
The darkness inside that comes from my sin
I am a man who is fearful of pain
A pain that won’t cease and always remains
A pain that won’t leave; that won’t ever wane
A pain that slowly now drives me insane
It’s fear that I failed, that I am now done
The fear that my failure has at last won
A fear from which won’t ever let me rise
It won’t let me work despite my own cries
You see, I’ve so many chances to change
Yet my inner thoughts I can’t rearrange
Deep inside, no matter how much I push hard
I cannot make do, I cannot push far
I was in my hands, my future was bright
And now I cannot defeat my own blight
I lost my own way, I lost my own light
Now I can’t see, I lost my own sight
I lost my dreams, my hopes, and my joy
As avolition now makes me its toy
A feeling of failure, so was its ploy
For, with me, it did decide to get coy
But though I’m a failure not of my hands
I hope to again to take my own stand
I hope that, you too, also understand
That I now refuse to make this my brand
I must stop and see where I am now wrong
For I now refuse to let this stay long
I must get back up and make my own worth
I must reveal why I was given birth
I accept I have failed, but failure won’t win
I will not give up, I will not give in
I am a man who refuses to quit
And failure is something that I won’t submit
I am a man who now pushes for glee
And this will not keep down to my knees
And when I am calm and collected, I’ll see
That the truth is that I’ve always been free…
I am The Failed Man, and this is my fight
And I will not stop till I make things right
I am The Failed Man, but I will succeed
This is my path, my course, and my creed
For I now refuse to let my own din
Succeed in snuffing my courage within
And when I come back and see what I’ve done
Will I soon see what it is I have won…
Crazyman
Depression...
Lost Man
After a while of being quiet, I decided to post a poem, a remastered version of a poem that I wrote a while back - a remastered version of my poem "The Failed Man" and how I hope to succeed where I have let go.
These past few weeks I've been suffering from extreme avolition: the lack of drive and motivation to do anything, even fun things. It is usually a mental state caused by an underlying mental condition - sometimes depression, anxiety, or even psychosis.
I hope that, with this poem, I can rebuild myself and pick the pieces back up.
I refuse to give up. I want to work again...
The Failed Man - Remastered
By J.C. Solis
I really enjoyed this. This line: "That I now refuse to make this my brand", is the heart of this entire poem. Keep pushing through! Remember that creating art doesn't have a timeframe. You'll always be an artist at heart. Hope I can catch your later poems in the future, take care![]()