Poem: Poor

Oh, it's all falling down now
The last seconds are here
Now I decide, do I climb, jump, run or wait?
And I'm alone
And I had laughed at myself again
Like I was walking in the footsteps of an idiot
I instantly stopped
I told myself
I'm like Gabriel, do you know that?
Yes I do
I know that you're alone with yourself

I'm poor
As you knew me