I wrote this poem in light of some dealings that were inspirational
enough. Other inspirations included the songs 'Stars' and 'Grand Theft
Autumn'. Enjoy.

I lose.

Here life shows me the wrong end,
I won't argue - it's not my time to win.

Looking on from the edge,
I'm sidelined and ready to play
but this is just not my game.

I've been thinking of you,
but maybe I'm the one at fault,
perhaps he was just there..

I can see him and I'm on stage,
being I'm nicer than I want to be,
I won't say nothing when the devil's within..

But this trial will end,
stains come out,
blood washes out like my pain.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Glacian, in the year 401 AF.