The World's Worst Carpenter (Interlude)

Dear, anyone who'll listen

I'm not the world's best builder...
But that doesn't stop me from trying
I've worked on a few projects but this particular one recently it had some potential

See every evening
I examined my efforts on the never-ending endeavor and would exhaustedly exhale a smile
Every passing day
I was encouraged by the ever-progressing status on finishing building this house
Every aspect
Inside and out

I remember first setting the foundation
Something I'll never forget
Frustration, setbacks I didn't expect
But I knew it was gone take time
So I was eagerly ready to tell every challenge "I accept"
Every time I worked I became more obsessed
I did everything that you would need to do when building

When it needed to be carried, I held
Where it was vulnerable, I strengthened
Where it was less mature, I helped

I added 2's of innocent curiosity, started the bond off with the basics
Now month 2, by 4 I had thoughts of impatience
But I realized, Rome wasn't built in a day
So I had to stop rushing the greatness
Humbled myself and went back to the basement
Where I continued building
Everyday like a growing habit
See this project had become a ballad
Dancing in the middle of the floor of my heart

She needed that type of attention
She was worth it
I couldn't let anything be less than perfect
So I, smoothed out all the rough edges
Right after the splinters from every confession
And we healed together

A year went by
I could see the home that I started building
2 Years went by
Less questions were in need of drilling
3 Years went by
I hammered in my head that this project would never start yielding

But somehow the good days stopped abrupt
My fatal flaw snuck up on me like hiccups
And I saw the cracks...
Self sabotage seemed to surround me as everything I built started to shake

Even the
Walls, as dependable as the daily good mornings and nights
Each doorway, almost as perfect as that dress you wore that was just right
Every unique feature that's, just as beautiful as that smile that I like
All of it

Sometimes timing just ain't what it should be
And everything that I worked hard for was put into jeopardy

What takes a long time to build, but not long at all to destroy?
What is a relationship

See I spent months, years building, going on forever
But you got to build happy homes with trust, the most fragile material ever
Never worried by the storm clouds
We was unprepared, we finally couldn't stand the weather
Now I done lost everything I developed
See when it rains it really does pour, I don't even have an umbrella

Yours truly, the world's worst carpenter