Mistakes

Mistakes. i'd told myself, promised myself, swore to myself. that i'd never let one slip through. i'd thought i was capable enough, was disciplined enough, was mature enough. i was wrong. now i know it wasn't you who was immature. it was none other than this damfool imbecile. this piece of crap. never thinking before i leap. now i've leapt. leapt into a deep, dark, bottomless pit of pain and anguish. nothing can get me out of it. nothing. nobody. continuosly falling more and more into the hole. all attempts to shout for help will be in vain. no one will be there to throw a rope down. nobody will stop me from falling lower and lower. but this pit does have an end. death. so i guess it a lifefull of agony for me. nothing to grab on. nobody to pull me to safety. left there for eventual quietus. nobody seems to be there for me anymore. nobody ever will. goodbye...