The hardest thing is to accept
The damage this trip has created
How it has broken down annihilated who I once was.
A reflection a mirror image. So empty so scary.
A joyless lifeless figure, what I see is not me.
No colors no heat. a living death.
The storm is over the battery is dead the fuel is gone.
The dream is shattered! and nothing will ever be the same
The life I once knew is gone and lost forever
On the inside I'm already dead!!
