My Failures

I questioned my own existence.

Failures kissed me passionately.

I found relief in reading success stories

When I drowned in the river of my failures

Yet my family became the pillars of my hope.

They gave wings to my dream.

That may give relief to my pain.

Still, the pain is there.

Only one thing is different.

I heard my inner voice.

I started listening to her.

She was always inside me.

But I never listened to her.

The soul who carried my body when I considered myself as a burden, the soul who stood with me even when I found solace in motivational quotes, the soul who talked continuously even though I never tried to listen to her murmurs, inspires me.