Insanity At Best Poem by Karly Jaye

When she climbs that high she knows how far she’s gonna fall
She held on to it all to watch it break away and crumble
She knows she held it too tight, till the heart turned to dust
With a bittersweet taste to even have a love like that lost
To strive for perfection is insanity at best
And dig up that coffin of her soul she laid to rest
She’ll stumble the streets with a mask she wears to hide
Every single hate filled shower coming from her eyes
She’ll give up her hope, her faith, her pretense of strength
To fool herself into thinking she might one day be okay
Kicking through puddles to shield herself from her reflection
She only prays when she desires God’s deception