The Forest

Into the darkness I walk for the last time,
The chill of the aged woods creeps down my back
I am tired and weary, my time has come
To liberate myself of this life, and step into the black
Freedom calls out at me in a whimpering howl
My life is soon to end, and fear clenches my heart
I wanted nothing, took nothing, was nothing
Yet there was something that made me sad
The thought of loosing something I never had
Life plays these tricks on her victims all the time
But I was not a fool, to become another pawn
I will take my sadness to the grave, for it is my own
Destiny lay in the hands of the beholder, and I have beholden mine own
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