Those I have loved the most, I've hurt even more Those I've pushed away, I've been afraid to care for I had not seen the end of life, but I've felt it I have seen my victory of the war within, but I've tasted defeat
I've drank away my sorrows, but I've already drowned in them by then I fear nothing, not because of being brave 'tis for I have already lost what I feared to
Another unfinished poem, but just a mere idea. It's my dream to touch people with my poems, but something has withered within me