I was bold,
To opt for hold,
To the shattering thuds,
Of the beats in my huds.

I hustled to spare,
Some time to care,
Placing my body to the chair,
But the very soul to that pair.

I essenced my aroma,
To extract of that perfoma,
That visualised the ream,
To those hurting beam.

Withered and splittered,
Just every moment glittered,...