Failure is an option

Tue, 03/19/2019 - 22:17 -- vicki

I am a failure

I fall and scrape my knees

I have scars that may never heal

I have cuts that still bleed

But my past wounds don’t define me

They made me

They made me into someone unafraid of my past

Someone willing to accept the mistakes of that past

Someone who learned to grow from them

 

While I was once scared

I’ve learned that failure is necessary

It has shaped me in unforetold ways

I now embrace the scars that cover me

The pain that has taught me

The wounds of my past that I have learned the most valuable lessons from

 

That will now propel me to the success that awaits me in my future

The getting up that makes me stronger

Because the only thing stopping me isn’t failure

The only thing stopping me is me

While I may still be bleeding

My knees may still be stinging

I get up

I get stronger

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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