Emoetry - Crash

As he sits and listens to the waves crash,
With a cigarette now mostly ash,
His mind wanders to memories of the past,
And how things spiraled out of control so fast,

There are days that leave him empty and in a daze,
And there are others that leave him in an inescapable maze,
His own little hell of anger, confusion, sadness and pain,
A place he swore that he would never be in again,

But how could he have seen in coming?
The eventual crash of everything he had hoped for,
But how could he have stopped what he was feeling?
Well....quite frankly, he has actually been here before,

So he should have known better than to fight the "good fight",
He should have stopped being so arrogant and defiant,
He should have just thrown in the towel when it was right,
But no...he just had to topple this imaginary giant,

For it was something that would have given him closure,
And it was something that would free him from his torment,
But in the end...it was just a giant mountain of manure,
Leaving him with nothing but a hard fall to the cement,

Once again his self-confidence had gotten the better of him,
When common sense and logic should have taken over,
Now all that is left is little to no hope that flickers so dim,
And a memory that he didn't expect to be this sour,

Once again he listens to the waves crash,
As blood escapes the wound of the slash,
And drips into the ocean and slowly drifts away,
Just like that "perfect" moment he let go of that day.