My Poor Dead Horse

Sometimes in a person's life there comes a time to call it quits. I'm in this stage of life. I want something badly and it just isn't going to happen. I've tried and tried to achieve success, but I've failed every time. It's not for lack of trying, believe me! I've tried Pilates and a class called Power Up. Years ago, I tried to play ladies' softball. I've tried a lot of things but haven't always been successful. The successful things are great, but it's the unsuccessful things that bother me.

I've discovered that sometimes it's like beating a dead horse. You want the horse to get up and start walking. To breathe and eat and run around the paddock with the wind in his mane. I think I'm an expert at beating the proverbial dead horse, tho. I just can't seem to give up. This horse refuses to get up and breathe. It won't walk, either. It's lying down dead. My attempts at resuscitating this poor horse has lead me nowhere. I tried chest compressions until my arms were tired. I tried using the paddles but I don't think I had enough electricity. The heart of the beast refuses to respond. Its heart is cold and unresponding. I kept trying, though; but I think it's time I stop.

My poor horse is dead.