My leaves have fallen off,
Shed long before winter's brutality;
I have lost all of my hope,
And I feel only fatality.

Was this destined to be my outcome?
Is there any other ending for me?
My pain and agony, a ghastly sum,
Leading toward death to set me free?

Everything went wrong,
I try not to linger on that fact;
I've tried to sing a better song,
Positive change to enact.

But I am still lost at sea,
Just barely afloat,
I stopped trying to flee,
These shambles of a boat.