My failure is my greatest success,
I build upon the failure,
And learn my success.

Don’t be a creator of my failure.
I will learn this failure.

Regret my success,
it will not contain you.

I appreciate the leverage,
don’t expect my regrets.

I will strive to always be above you.
I won’t stop for you.

Trust me when I say,
I will not stop.

A little thing matters
not in the thing itself
but if it matters to one
who cares for the little

Star Bound

Society, sobriety, entirely, I’m finally
Not in denial, my smirk is my smile
No coasting or boasting, no time left just get toasted
Rampaging pages, no waiting in cages, lately impatient

I’ve been standing dismantled, thoughts scrambled, abandoned
Pursuing soothing illusions, mirages emerge influent
These terrors in bearing preparing on perishing
Common ground sound, vibrations deterred losing renown

Bracing the wastes, enticing the tastes, priceless the chase
Overencumbered, numbered the days I have left to plunder
Decisions are rampant, listless the canvas, incision the campus
Unveiled are the plans to ensnare, hail to the king of the fail

Spots on the rocks with my scotch in the locks
Pretty, petty, steady confetti, embezzle the Getty be ready
Losses, no life lost, eternally embossed, drained and caustic
Fires burn urging to earn, no concern, my place in the stars

By:  Cosmik