Have I lived my life wise...
By:  Matt Ferraro

Have I lived my life wise…
Or drowned in my own cries?
To be myself was never a breeze,
Could never sleep with innocent ease.
Losing friends too early in life,
Fighting to deal with all this strife.
Broken and beaten down
Sitting on my self-made thrown
With my broken crown.
Why to lose such good friends early?
Disappearing into that heavenly light,
Wrapped in the glowing pearly white.
Now I retire to my darkened tomb.
My life's womb
To be alone
My only destiny in this world
It seems to lay alone tightly curled.
Slipping into the abyss of sleep.

There I will no longer weep.