I keep trying.
I keep failing.
I keep hoping
that the definition of madness will change
and my doing the same thing over and again
will prove brave and wise
when I finally double down
and reap hideous rewards
for this same old shit.

I keep praying that this time,
it’ll be different
and something new will happen
and I’ll be better
and results will occur
that have never occurred before
and I will succeed
and they’ll all be sorry
and I will have won.

Over and again
I try
I strive
I climb
and I fall.
It’s wrong, I know.

One more time…