Impressions and Reflections - 9. Poem 9: How Foolish I Am

I am a lost soul on the brink of self-destruction because of my foolish desires
No one is safe from the terrible mistakes I make through all my days on Earth
Why should I ever allow myself the dream of something better to come to me?
It is a hopeless manifestation of my the heart I wear upon my sleeve of woe
I must learn never to trust anyone again so long as I am alive in the world

I am the one who always finds trouble in the calmest of crystal blue waters
No one is immune from my constant belligerence and my foolhardy ideas
Why should anyone have to deal with my constant flurry of dubious actions?
It is time for me to stop allowing myself to dream of better days ahead of me
I must learn that I am doomed to suffer the pain of the solemn seclusion

I am a foolish man who never seems to learn from the mistakes he seems to make
No one is as passionately destruction as I have always learned to be in this world
Why should I believe that I can ever find the normalcy so many take for granted today?
It is time for me to stop the dreams that only lead to the riptides of my darkened soul
I must no longer allow anyone to see the scars that torment me ever moment