Failure

My mind is blind though my heart is kind.
A goal firmly set, though nothing is wrote in stone quite yet.
Words run in my head, wondering where I'm going and where it'll be lead.
Why am I here? What are my limitations? What do I fear?
How do I know if its right, how do I know if it is worth the fight.
How do my eyes see what isn't there? How do they adjust to a life not fair.
Do I walk knowing what I know, or do I turn around to a life so low?

The darkness becomes my friend, a finer line.
Losing a battle that once was mine.
Becoming the thing of shadows as it calls my name.
I'm something not even evil can tame.
Emotions that long went out of control and caught in a Vail.
It's a war for good, my own little tale.

You say that I am no longer important, brought myself down.
My heart no longer beats the rhythm of a beautiful sound.
As it skips with change and it becomes uncaring and dark,
And I leave a stain as it becomes my mark.
A touch so deadly that it turns bad and my thoughts are raving mad.

Loss of a war that beats one down into the ground, bringing lack of anything else to be found but loss and failure.