Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Not ready

Not ready to give up
on my dreams, abandon
my goals

Swamped as much
I am in the gray pile
of failures

Hold my breath, I shall
gradually resurface
break out from the
dark cold waters below

Precision wasn't my
strong suit
The tries could fail
plunging further
into despair

But I see, a stray ray
of light...