Points of View

Days Gone by

Somedays

I look to the shadowy sky

And wonder

How many days have gone by

I think back to when I was younger

When things were always fun

And never needed to make sense

I remember my dependance on my mother and father

For sustenance

To say I missed those days

Would be a lie

But it doesn't matter

They're just days gone by

I remember

My middle-age days

Where I worried about matters that seem so trivial now

Am I wasting my life

I lived this long

Yet what do I have to show

I still have no wife

What have I done with my life

Now I think why did I cry

But it doesn't matter

Now they're just days gone by

I remember

My older days

Where I took pity on myself

For being so naive, foolish

Absorbed in myself

To worried about worthless matters

I needed to change

But it was too late

They were just days gone by

Now I sit on these burning coals

Being whipped by the cold yet hot whips of death

And realize

How much I wasted my life