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Again, I have...

By Wil C. Fry, 1991.09.21

(Copyright © 1991 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.)

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Once again, I have failed myself
Once again, I have behaved as if I
    were but a tiny child, grabbing all that
    I can, taking it all for myself.
Once again, I have stumbled on an
    obstruction, as I looked up into the sky,
    walking full speed forward.
Once again, I wanted more than I could
    have, knowing even in the beginning
    that I never had a chance.
Once again, those in whom I put my trust
    have failed me, not living up to my
    foolish expectations, as I knew they
    couldn’t.
Once again, I trusted in those who have
    proven time and time again to be unable
    to fulfill my expectations, or even to
    know what they were, so I fell.
Once again, I forgot that God is the
    only one who can live up to our
    expectations, the only one who can
    fulfill our longings and dreams in
    the way we want them fulfilled.
Once again, I have failed myself.



My journal around this time doesn’t say specifically what led to this depressing-sounding poem, but the context is: I was trying to navigate my way through multiple cliques of new friends at college, while also becoming infatuated with a particular young woman I had met — who didn’t feel the same way.




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