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Premium Member Falling short
It feels like no matter how hard I am trying I keep falling short of the expectations of others I'm hurting not helping those I love And I can't seem to make anyone happy at work. Life goes by fast and it just isn't possible to please everyone and I would exhaust myself trying Doing my best, I am striving...

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Categories: falling short, life,
Form: Free verse
Falling Short
Needing again to find the words to convey—where did the need come from? Unreliable thoughts that birth the damnedest feelings yet lack the cognizance to see reality— it hurts to breathe when all I can do is exhale and anticipate failures— I'm tired of needing Meaning. I'm sick of Falling Short....

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Categories: falling short, conflict, confusion, dark, endurance,
Form: Free verse



All Thoughts Falling Short
emperors run empires kingdoms are for royalty religion owned by paedophiles and numpties run the countries democracy is a mockery communists and conning tricks socialists are emotionalists and dictators are just total pricks people need controlling but never trust control conspiracies are interesting what do cover ups up hold a story just to past the time yet some commit and pick a...

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Categories: falling short, death, humorous, life, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Falling Short
He should have loved his children more than himself He should have shared his dreams with somebody else He should have left a trail that a blind man could find He should have been more than just —one of a kind (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)...

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Categories: falling short, love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Falling Short
childhood memories daddy says get the lead out-- pencil tip shatters...

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Categories: falling short, anxiety, childhood, parents, youth,
Form: Senryu



Falling Short
Steam from a passing train funnel wrapped under and over the footbridge like regret around a jilted lover. We were walking home from school (people walked places, then). Afternoon sun was glittering on the maturing wayside grass, tall and feathery. Term was ending. I was leaving primary behind. The "big school" loomed. Just then, Tiddler...

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Categories: falling short, growing up,
Form: Free verse
Falling Short
I'll always, forever be just falling short hopelessly hopeless with angry retorts I'm tired of losing it's always the same I'm finished with playing a bottomless game I'll never be stronger or good enough, too I can't reach expectations that no one can do insult me or taunt me the matter won't change failure is nearing and I'm in it's range I'm broken, I'm empty no more last resort winning's impossible because I'm just...

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Categories: falling short, lost,
Form: Rhyme

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