giving up

in life, we're met with difficulties,

at first, we may be able to overcome them,

but as you progress and expectations grow,

morale begins to peter out.

life throws unexpected curveballs at you

as if life is just a casual game of catch

in the fresh, crisp air of a summer evening.

as more piles upon what is already there,

giving up seems more and more logical.

i am guilty.

when things begin to become hard,

and my morale starts to fade,

i give up.

when i try one too many times,

i become frustrated.

when things don't go the way i want,

i begin to recede into myself.

when people need me the most,

i tell them to have a nice life.

we're not in this life to make friends,

are we?  if so, why is it so easy for me

to ruin friendships i once cherished?

for that, i have the perfect answer.

too easily, i give up.