I think of a life once lived

Fondly

But disdain still burns - though-

Softly

I see the embers of what was

Aglow in the shadow of the present

While The future hides among the dancing flames

"What shall become of me now?"

Wait and see

Wait and see

Who are you but the one who just was?

Without inklings of doubt drizzled

Gently on the confidence of ones ego

You can't rage as hard against the light

But try and try and try

Until one day, you might

GIVE UP