the verdict

I watch from across the room as life flashes before my eyes

Opportunities slipping through my fingers

Chances that I was too afraid to take snatched up by someone much braver

Braver than

Bolder than

Better than

I am as low as I choose to go

How long I halt my progress is a process that only I know the length to

If I fail, I am the fault

But if I succeed I am to get on my knees

And pray to Thee who supposedly helped me become

I own nothing but my failure

So failing is all that I’ve done