So, yet one more year is added to the pile.
Heavy laboured breath before going this next years mile.

Years put in my past that attest to battles I have fought.
Eyes that hold a sadness to reflect my deepest thought.

Years that blur as one I do endlessly compile.
With no pause or break to rest but just a while.

Never really finding what it was I sought.
Aged and withered visage from the lessons life has taught.

Untold years ahead lay hidden as I struggle upon this trial.
Trudging further on in a beaten, battered and weary style.

Days ahead giving rise to new reason to feelings so distraught.
Yet one more year, in the uselessness I find that I am caught.

Long forgotten days that once gave cause to smile.
Leaving ahead but sadness and mistakes to reconcile.