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LIFE WASTED


I see the shadows on the wall

and I know once and for all,

 

Of all the pain I did cause.

Because of all my character flaws.

 

I tremble at the road ahead.

Thinking of the hearts that bled,

 

Since I was selfish and a fool,

But at the time thought I was cool.

 

Oh, the vanity and the waste,

Throwing away love with such haste.

 

So now I face my ego mind,

From the darkness and blind

 

Of the future and what might hold.

Will it be light or will it be cold?

 

Know one knows as I trek on,

Wasting life until life is gone.

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