Contemplation

Lonely life, what was
is now all gone.
I used to have a dream,
now I don't have one.
Fight or flight -
all is said and done.

Freedom dies when
every choice is won.
- Brings up homegrown hate.

Peaceful nights were few,
still we had our own.
We made some friends,
now they are all gone.

Another night where
everything is wrong.
I've lost my track
so now I can't go on.

Again rise memories
about my life.
- But they come to late.