I was 26 when dreams were gone
And I lay a corpse

A day as every other
Set of work and more
It never occurred twice
To savour this life a little more.

Through this day
I only remain a memory
I have lived short
Was it the wrong order
Or a quick thought
I haven't questioned yet.

It seems okay, to let go
To leave you behind
I am sorry for parting soon
I will be waiting.

-D