the sun sets, i still breathe
can't see, but i still feel
struggled with it, binding tension
stunted them with my restriction
blankness engulfs, stare ahead
with the crowd let myself led
a lot bled, was it too less
not good enough i tell myself
free will, i then impel
all the hopes off i dispel
scurry away you tiny wimps
better off without the limps
forward marching left and right
towards my goal deft upright
no blood left for you to spill
take my life, but you can't kill.
