I stale at the walls. Trying to figure out what all went wrong. Insanity and Irony have taken hold of me. Struggling to take back what’s left of a miserable life. I fight, I resist, but in the end I always fail. In vain, Was it all? I ask while trying to figure out where I failed. I can only count them all Bitterness was it all. No sweetness a ‘tall. Only loneliness, and sorrow. With each emotion calmed, I again slip & fall.