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End time reflecting on regret

 Empty space between birth and death

 Mark meaningless increments of time

 Staring at my hands, I count the lines

 My earthly body breaking down

 I mourn for the peace I never found

 Lamentation for a long lost day

 I close my eyes as I decay

 The rot sets in

 Under my skin

 Through my veins, flesh and bone

 I never found a home

 Nowhere to be

 The last of me

 Now I waste away

 With nothing left to say

 I wish I could relive my life

 I know I would live it right

 This time

 I never knew where to begin

 I only found a place to end

 I regret this life I never lived

 These are the last words on my lips