What we leave behind.

I wonder and wander,
through thoughts bleak and somber,
As another grave is filled,

Despite my heart still beating,
The reapers entreating,
That my life on this paper i spill.

Rank and review repeatly,
Rewound memories completely,
My existence experiences are a plenty,

Yet I sit here in despair,
At confessing this life im to share,
Like me this paper lay empty.