My Demise

The thought and the chance. To lose or perhaps to gain A new found worth or disgust. None the wiser could know Why is it my burden or blessing To be the one to go through this loss To lose or gain a chance at living, Why must I be this barer of such burdens? To be this fortunate or cursed I know not the difference with such weight on my shoulders Again I must continue on the quest given to me It is not a question, it is the answer - I will be the victor I'll die too many times and not have learned The lessons forced upon me I live not for myself But for some greater good in this hell we call home I no longer exist here among men I've succumb to an unknown force I't s reduced me to nothing I am not here even now, where am I? As I still breath I'm not alive, not to feel. But rather to suffer and die A lifetime that spans eternity. Too strong to selfishly close the book of life This terrible nightmare that I'm living must be all in my head --- My Demise - Suffocation