Where should I find solace
When every fiber of my body aches
With the pain of unrequited ambition
Each time I fall, it hurts like an incision
Being made inside my chest
I think I am trying my best
To excel but success is evasive
I pray for the powers above to give
Me a sign if I am headed in the right direction
I can’t recognize my faults on self-reflection..
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The fire burns inside furiously
But forward it no longer propels me
This fire of ambition I try to ignore
I cannot help it, I just want more
From my life, from myself indeed
This desire I perceive as a pressing need;
A relentless pressure on my heart and mind
Somehow some solution I need to find
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I pour my heart out in words, in art
To bring temporary succor to my heart
But ambition is like a wound festering within me
And I know of no definitive remedy..
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I shall keep looking, maybe one day
Through the dense woods, I shall find a way
Forward from ambition in whose web I currently remain
Tangled, stuck, and in immense pain
Passion...unbridled 