Growing up


Careless moments have outcomes

Maybe good, not so some

We lose the things we cherish most

They disappear like Thursdays ghost


So the time has come to claim my life

To start me living and claim my strife

But is this the end I've always feared

Tragic fate and ironic tears


Or do I continue to play my cards

To leave my path a trail of shards

Destroy the sun like the saddened moon

I know not now, but sometime soon