pride cometh before the fall
and for a brief second
you wish you could stall
time and reset
it was just a few feet
but miles in your mind
'cause you are what you reap
you get what you get
and what if in that moment flash
time did reverse
and you did not trash
that ego's inflated worth
perhaps like all you've done
fuckups, the dumb shit
you back up too many suns
and go back, to rebirth
would you fuck it all up again
YOU ARE READING
my sanity
PoetryThe battles fought ... In the end ... What I defend ... Is my sanity