Creative mind from an insane lunatic.

Let’s pretend that I knew I could.
So I can have a fake accomplishment in this life where I always seem to fail.
Everything I touch dies or flickers away.
Vanishing from sight or grip.
Story of my life.
Why can’t I vanish for once?
Everything and everyone seem to accomplish that.
They all share something in common.
Yet I stand on top of this hill, near the lonely grass.
A victory not celebrated by anyone because they all vanish.
A victory I can only celebrate by myself in near defeat.
A lonely victory, yet a victory.
When can I proudly stand on both feet for still surviving?
When time flickers by, and I moved on only to encounter more problems and issues?
It’s never a victory till the pain vanishes like the previous friends.