Games

I always look toward
Greener pastures.
I arrive;
They appear
A deeper shade of faded.
I can’t keep up with this
Tenacious pursuit.
I have responsibilities…
Commitments.
Fallibility comes calling,
And I find myself
Fallen.
There may never
Come that day
When I realize
I have arrived…
But as long as I am
Alive,
I will hope.
This is my idiosyncrasy.
I contrast against
Myself,
And I always seem to lose
When I choose
Victory.
If life just like that?
Am I simply
Broken?
Destined for failure?
You know the truth,
And I know, like you,
I am bigger than
This maze.
Games were never
My forte.
I sometimes contemplate
Quitting
While I am ahead.