Failure Rocks

upon hearing the words that spelt out doom
oh the thrilling feeling of wastedness and opportunity.
it leaves just a physical entity and fallen soul
you drift into a moment of thoughtlessness
an all-encompassing aura of heartbreak
like accidentally dropping a fatal explosive
but you die inside.
the assimilation of fighting spirit encircles the angry gut
you feel dissapointment and hatred at all vague and possible causes
and also the inner tension almost pops
the feeling of wastedness and ruptured opportunity
the feeling of being cheated as the much deserved becomes a self mockery.
you hate yourself but blame everything else.
life sucked even more.

failure happens my friends
failure rocks.