Human Limitation

I am invincible, until failure crosses my path and knocks me down.

I am flawless, until my imperfections escape the cages I created out of confidence

I am resilient, until pain finds its way in
past the bruises that taint my skin
into the core of my soul where it decides to reside in

I am witty, until my mind encounters a problem manufacturing of comebacks in the assembly line

I am articulate, until the train tracks that transports words from my mouth to my brain all shift lanes and face the same direction.
I am patient, until my comprehension grows weary and convinces desire not to go the extra mile 
I am limited, in almost every capacity except when it comes to my ability to love.