I’m giving up

and maybe there’s hope in that.

That i’ve done all i can here

I’ve failed

And that’s freeing

No longer perfect

no longer the best

I can do what i do without expectations of grandeur

I’ve failed

Finally

This was all i’ve got

I guess i’m all done

I’m giving up

And maybe there’s hope in that

Because now that i’ve passed

What else can bloom?