CLOSURE WITH THE FALL

Harum-Scarum , degage from my calling
Little I knew what was lying in wait for me
And that I took as free sailing
Was my fall into the abyss deep beneath

Devil-may-care I was but the transgressions I couldn’t see,
For this forlornness none is to blame when the devil was me.

Opportunities lost, visions blocked
Beaten, bruised, scarred and still
Less I care to be damned and mocked
But what haunts is this vexed vigil.

Crestfallen and devoid of serenity, Life has ceased to be like before,
But isn’t this just a phase and not an end, Yes its closure time for sure.

But this wretchedness now makes sense
For it has awakened the insight
And I know that falling is of essence
While all that denial n escapism was a respite.

Blessed be this edifying darkness
For the obscured now I can see
That if never lasting was the success
How can then this failure be.

Free from this grunge
The heart took the plunge
Time has come to purge
For now I have to surge
And no more repentance
Awaits me my sentence
For the duties that call me
For nothing shall stall me
For things have to be rectified
And the soul to be sanctified

And now squared off with life I stand, and the things I could seek
Let scarred be the soul but embrace thy failure, as its not for the meek.