Two-Four

Twenty-four years in pain but no purpose

Twenty-four years of fighting battles against the world

Of waging continuous wars against myself

 

Twenty-four years of a sad soul, fading

A once bright light now dying out

Twenty-four years drained of strength, exhausted by life

 

It took twenty-four years to lose myself entirely

For the darkness to swallow my mind

The madness seeping out of every pore

 

Twenty-four years of strife and struggle

Never finding the happiness I so desperately craved

Robbed of all innocence, a life completely stolen at twenty-four years

 

A short existence of twenty-four years

But I've lived far too hard for far too long

And at twenty-four years I finally wave the white flag of surrender and defeat

 

Who knew it would only take twenty-four years...