A Choice

When nothing becomes everything
and the day matters not
in sorrow and shadow
my eyes cease to see

Taken by everyone
sold without profit I am
tossed and forgotten
dreams no longer come
worthless and alone

Life hits hard
spot on and spit at
looking back to see
a desolate nothing
my achievements in life

My life of no creation
no fruit or flower blooms
years filled for nothing
still waters becoming shallow
death waits to bathe

Forever unsung and never consoled
my point becomes pointless
I stare at futures unwanted
my choice becoming clear
rewrite the story again

Apologies to all without
forgiving of self
a waste of torrid life
lies beget suffering in me
barren seed to sow
with no one to reap