My Epitaph

MY EPITAPH AS I LOOK BACK AND I SEE MY LIFE PAST AND I CLOSE MY EYES SO THAT I CANNOT SEE WHO IS LAUGHING LAST I CONTEMPLATE MY CHOICES; SO MISDIRECTED CAN I STRAIGHTEN OUT THE SHIP BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE?? EACH AND EVERY DAY I THINK THE THOUGHT THAT THIS MIGHT BE MY LAST REMEMBRANCE AND WHAT DO I BRING TO THE EMPTY TABLE FOR WHICH A SEAT FOR ME IS ALWAYS WAITING EVERY DEED THAT IS DONE HAS DIED BEFORE THE DAY HAS GONE EVERY MOMENT OF PEACE CONQUERED BY INNER WAR BROUGHT ON FROM OUTSIDE INFLUENCE I CAN’T BLOCK OUT EVERY NEGATIVE CANNOT FILTER THROUGH THE MIRE I CAN’T FIND HOPE WITHIN THE POSITIVE WHEN IT DIES LIKE MY DESIRE THE FLAMES OF LIFE ARE FLICKERING THE LIGHT IT BROUGHT NOW FADES CONTEMPLATION OF THE END NOW AS I'M BURIED IN THIS GRAVE, MY EPITAPH WHAT CARVINGS ON MY STONE DEFINE ME WHAT ACTIONS OR WORDS LEFT TO INSCRIBE WHAT MEMORIES HAVE BEEN LEFT IN MY PLACE AND ARE THEY ENOUGH TO KEEP ME ALIVE IN YOUR HEART OR MIND ANOTHER LINE, ANOTHER PAGE ALL FEW AND FAR BETWEEN INSPIRATION NOW FOUND ON AN UNKNOWN STAGE BECAUSE IN THIS WORLD I’LL NEVER BE SEEN I CAN’T BLOCK OUT EVERY NEGATIVE CANNOT FILTER THROUGH THE MIRE I CAN’T FIND HOPE WITHIN THE POSITIVE WHEN IT DIES LIKE MY DESIRE THE FLAMES OF LIFE ARE FLICKERING I’M A SOUL THAT WON’T BE SAVED CONTEMPLATION OF THE END NOW AS I’M BURIED IN THIS GRAVE, MY EPITAPH WHAT CARVINGS ON MY STONE DEFINE ME ?…..