As the light fades from
my eyes, I think
back,
think back to
years past.

There are times
when I felt
that it was
all
worth it -
justified
in my means
to my ends.

But in the end,
what is
truly the end,
I am bereft
of hope,
left empty
in the wake
of all
I have
done
in this
cursed life.

I have known joy
unparalleled
and felt
the stirrings
of my soul
as I
touched
your flesh.

But you are gone,
never again
to arch your
back as my
fingers
run
down
your spine,

And now, I must answer
for all that I have
done