One can easily slip no matter what kind of surface you’re standing on.
You can be a business man or the lady attending the hot dog stand.
We all come from different walks of life.
We each have been exposed to situations not everyone of this Earth will experience.
So hold on to those moments wholeheartedly.
Keep in mind everyone and anyone can slip.
Remember Lucifer himself fell from grace.
It does not matter how long or hard it took you to earn that position.
Once you’re at the top you must work even harder to keep such earned position.
The way I see it, it all depends on what material the soles of your shoes are made of.
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There is a cemetery growing in my soul
A plot of earth where I bury trust
And names that decompose on my tongue
An endless labyrinth of catacombs
Where I am swallowed whole by grief and self-pity
An infinite mantle lined with ash-filled urns
Concealing the remnants of regretful nights and
Love-strewn days set aflame by lust and pride
I’ve spent every day since you left
Digging your grave into perfection
shoveling it out bit by bit
Some days, I throw some dirt back in
pack it into the side as if the wall of soil
isn’t sturdy enough to fill back up again
I am not prepared to bury you, but when I do
I will not return to my grave-