The Great Fall
Lost a battle in which the reward,
Was a tainted mind and a heart quite scorned.
Chomped my tongue as a painful attempt,
To hush the venom I spat and said.
Shook and cried, I even died.
Forgot the concept of reality and time...
Couldn't walk, couldn't talk, I refused to eat.
Couldn't write or read the walls.
Some might've said I'd lost it all.
This was my fall, to which I may never rise again.
But, no, no not at all.
I won the war in which my prize,
Was a strengthened soul and a heart that shines.
My tongue as sharp and quick, as it
Ever could have been, yes it is fixed.
I shake and I cry, but I'm alive!
Appreciate the people and love in my life.
I can walk, I can talk.
I eat too much, I write and I read it all.
Some might even say I've not changed at all.
This was my fall to which I now stand tall.