A muffled cry in a dark alleyway in the depths of the night.
A single tear drops despite trying with all his might to not remember how things used to be.
A flickering memory of his mother's smile that he can no longer see.


A weakness overcomes his thoughts as starvation sets in and his vision fades.
A sigh of regret over the decisions he has made over the years that's passed.
His prayers unanswered until the breath he draws is his last and even so he struggles and fights to deny his fate that he hates.


Clawing and scratching with blood, sweat, and tears just to overcome his greatest fears.
Finally as he starts to gain ground he stares into the eyes of the beast but sees what he expects the least.


After all this time he finally realizes that the one who ruined his life is none other than him.
With a grim smile on his face he knows it's too late as his sights start to dim...

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Glacian, in the year 731 AF.