As I sit here,
I think about life.
And will I marry,
Who'll be my wife.
I look ahead,
And see no future.
Everything I wanted,
Is now a blur.
I am just lost,
Lost in life.
Dying will be quick,
By the blade of a knife.
I will begin a new life,
In some other place.
Now I depart myself,
From the human race.
©terrylin53
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