Here I stand,
Helpless and left for dead,
Larva crawling across my skin,
Eating away my eyes,
In this world so cold..

Tonight,
Farewell,
Trembling,
Feeling those cold, dead eyes,
Stealing this life of mine.

My soul wants to go home,
But it's tethered,
Chained to this shell,
Unable to be released until
The shells final dawn.

So far,
Yet growing ever closer,
Through each passing day,
Reminding me to make each one count,
Yet, to what amount?

In the end,
Will it matter
What good I did?
'Cause I know my sins are too strong,
Probably outweighing the good deeds.

Potential deity, fate,
Please ease my pain,
Please tell me there's a happy ending...

- Jay M
April 3rd, 2019