Without restraint
And without much sense
I lived unabashedly free,
My life was a wreck.
Careless were my steps
The footsteps to my death
Deafening darkness my fate
A life meagerly spent.
Miserly in my faith,
Absent in compassion
Drugs and drinking
My only bastion.
I clung to emptiness,
Hatred my only passion.
Death is a formidable foe,
An enchanting one, indeed!
With the sound of my shadows,
My life is weakening-
Death quickly approaches me.
A darkness I now clearly see.
I pray for redemption
I pray to be set free.