In the narrow distance, I can see my future
Broken body upon the ground.
In the air rising like embers
Are all my dreams I never found.
In the dark shadows lurk my passions
And the putrid smell of failure is all around.
The sight makes my insides feel gnarled and twisted
As if being devoured by a demon hound.
Can I not change the outcome of who I am?
Or is this empty future where I’m bound.