Always got worse,
my life's common theme.
Dare I say it was,
but a mere dream,
to find freedom
from ones' fiends,
that something, anything!
would please intervene!

Mind, body, and spirit,
fading fast.
Self will running the show,
a void so vast.
The day came for change,
I wouldn't see it coming,
That'd be kinda strange.
Not sure how you see your own fate,
This moment is just a mere date.

Got caught,
red handed,
behold all the glory!...