
As I look back
Upon my life
It cuts me deep
Just like a knife
Decisions
Like incisions
The blood I gave
The blood I’ve lost
And never was it
Worth the cost
A drink in hand
Taste of lament
I wonder where
My spirit went
It seems I lost it
Long ago
It never had
The chance to grow
I sit here now
And it’s too late
No light within
I call it fate
ยฉ2025, The Beginning At Last


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