Fade

With every attempt, I know that I will fail

This life of regret, burns down to my entrails

Nothing I can do, I know my words are true

I can't start to pretend, I twist, turn, and flail

I was to be left, as a weak, foundling male

Burning truths still damage, a fear sacrament

I who have nothing, refuse offers of sustenance 

Blood flows rushing, sealing an unholy covenant

I am here, through an act of hate, and

My life burns away

It burns away

As every hope decays

Day by day by day
I fade

Fade

“Let us eat and drink neither forgetting death unduly nor remembering it. The Lord hath mercy on whom he will have mercy, etc., and the less we think about it the better.”   Samuel Butler