Leaking Pen - A Modest Soul

Now that you reached the top
don't look down, it's quite the drop
How can you steady your feet
when all is won, none left to defeat
and your wisdom becomes unclear
as panic cements your fear
was it worth the fight after all
to burn and lose your one soul
like a moth to the light
dead set on its fight
now as you look up
with bitterness filling your cup
and so called friends who held your rope
on your way up to blazing hope
hiding nowhere to be found
moving on to fresher ground
since your flame nears its end
like vanity on the mend
lesson too late to learn
A modest soul does not burn
it's your heavy head instead in the cloud
like a single ant amongst the crowd
crushed suddenly in its tracks
a fizzle end to your lofty climax

Leaking Pen

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