Wasted time, three decades trashed,
Nothing accomplished, life completely smashed;
Drinking and screaming, dismal days,
Death was approaching in so many ways.
But then someone came through the dark,
She was like an angel, and she left her mark;
I was able to escape the bleak,
And realized I wasn't so weak.
Thirty-six years old, but I feel a rebirth,
Because someone showed me what I was worth;
I needed a mirror, I needed the facts,
Life isn't over, it's merely the second act.
