I feel like a failure.
I've failed, and stumped my toe,
and I can't find a way to turn back again.
I keep doing this over and over,
like history is on repeat.
If I would just leave,
would this be over with?
Would it stop?
Would anyone really be looking for me?
Maybe, I need to go to a place alone so everyone can be happy.
I'm not the missing piece to any puzzle.
I'm to jagged to fit anywhere.
Maybe I need to return to nature,
so I can breath,
and grow again into a rose without a thorn.
I no longer want to be the beautiful rose you are holding in your hand, causing you pain,
because my thorns are poking.
Let me fall back to the ground,
so I can grow again.
Then I'll come back and be something you can hold without pain.
Now let me go to my cabin in the woods, to release all things that made me this way.
Then I'll come back,
when I'm in full bloom and say I'm sorry again.
I'll be changed into something you can hold this time without pain.
I won't be the same,
but a lesson learned from a mistake.