I know well how it will feel if and when I make it to old age
When dreams have ceased to move me forward and I'm left
with a complete summation at my table.
The sadness of loss, of missing crucial parts of my soul, weighing heavy on my heart
It comes, now, in crashing waves
Weakening a stance that, at times, I felt so certain would hold me through anything
The past now stings my soul like never before
Til I feel my heart will burst
Bonds proven breakable, love lost
Acts final.  A man beaten.