It is now irrevocable to take back
The times I lost yesterday
Helpless am I to fight the inevitable
I cannot even decide which way.
And I cannot stop the surging flow of fate
Like the fiery torment of the monstrous
I can only hope and perhaps offer a prayer
To ease the pain of going.
That I could safely find the light along
Away from the stars that may collide
And bring more gains rather than pains
That would erase partially the ironies of
Alone I trod, alone I die
I keep my heartaches solely to my heart
Hide the tears that make the living sad
For only I, shall face the Judge.