The end of days

Starring out the window at the rising sun,

It seems only a moment ago,

The cold night would never be done.

For haggard spirits like me,

The endless night is a tragic reality.

My heart beat racing at the speed of light,

It’s been an age and a day since my soul felt right.

Try as I might,

I wont win this fight.

For my life has been consumed by darkness and hate.

I already know it’s far too late.

Redemption is a long lost hope,

I threw it all away to smash that dope.

I’ve spent many moons

Chasing that high,

And each time I did,

I felt a piece of me die.

My mind is possessed,

And my body is worn.

My clothes are dirty,

And my shoes are torn.

As I press on,

Down this highway to hell,

I realize I am no more than an empty shell.

If only I would have fought the good fight,

Maybe my life would have turned out all right.

Fait works in mysterious ways.

As fait would have it,

I have reached the end of days.

Written by Rai Leo