Defeat Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Defeat
There are times one must admit to being crushed
By life itself, I moved back to my old house
Far from the crowd only to find it was
Overwhelming me, the house is built on a rocky slant
So every floor is on a different level, which I found
Charming but now I fall over them.
I had this romantic idea I could do some repair work
But I haven't got the strength.
With a heavy heart, I have put the house up for sale
And move back to Cascais.
I have done my best turning what was a stable into a dwelling
It looks eccentric and but suitable for one who
Seeks solitude he/she will find tons of it here.
If I can't find a buyer I will let it rot dreaming it own dreams
We had a good run but everything comes to an end.