As the flame of life flickers in the breeze,
And the battery in our watch dies and causes time to freeze, I say to you as only a sailor can... My soul is sailing away, finally set free

So it comes, the end for good,
Wilting, wasting away a ghost misplaced,
Simple words none of games I whisper to you all,
Upon failed procedures and failed surgery, I say
Goodbye

Here I am once again,
With cement shoes in this Crimson river of sin.
Sinking deeper into this thick river painting my skin,
Staring at my reflection in this river appearing as the monster they all despise.

I lost....
With all these chains holding me down and keeping me here... The one thing that never got chained was my battered heart... Now I'm suck here watching it fly away... I lost...

I'm... Falling....
Again...yet this time... When it's done.... This monster will disappear... It's angels that are made to be remembered.... And monsters were made to be forgotten... Still... Falling... Nothing to grab... No one to catch...

I can't get back,
I'm still trapped in this moment, the light is too bright
I'm trying to fight, is it over? The chains string me up
The darkness still holds me...
The darkness still holds me...

Book will be out in 3-4 weeks maybe sooner. Titled Poetry of an Unleashed Imagination. Going by my other pen name Jack Nightengale

What are the odds doc?
0.01% success and a 99.99% fail.
Your body is beyond repair. This is the end.
Alright! Lets do this quickly!

Done again.... what's left? What's next? Nothing! This is the end of everything for me!

My fist are my soul, and fighting is my life.
To open my hands is to let go, to close them is to show my strife.
To block is never backing down, to step forward Iis to never fall.
But when I punch, I introduce you to how hard my life is.