Everything he had anticipated A life he invested in He stands beneath the foot of the climb All his courage is drowning in a pool of pain.
A deal he wishes he could take back How he longs to resign from the path he chose. He now walks alone, ahead of him no track And into the darkness, he steps.
In a life that he traded his soul for, Loneliness now accompanies him. No man to call a friend. The undertone of regret keeps him awake
this is a deal he wishes he hadn't made A heart of gold now turned to waste Hollow, empty and displeased He is alone.
I once fooled myself with all my might and the words of this poem were the only way to relate how I was feeling at the time.