The Journey of a Tennis Player

The great flare has breached our cavity.
Egocentric, I’m intent on sovereignty.

Unruly felt careens towards the finale of the contest.
Despondency enters my chest.

The points culminated antithetical to glory.
Fear, nerves, angst; the result was a priori.

The burial ground of my endeavors.
The journey was the crux had I been more clever.

May I approach the next with more wisdom.
Deja vu, distress again permeates my system.