Peace in a Lifetime of War

Written by: Pashko Dushaj

Looking in the mirror and I don't like who I see anymore.
Bags under my eyes, a sorry shadow of the man before.
Wonder how I got to this point, when was the fuse lit?
At what point did I give up and finally quit?
And have my soul explode, shrepnel piercing my heart.
Wonder if it's too late to try and make a clean start.
Spent more than my fair share of time on these knees of mine.
Stumble to my feet, walking down a fine line,
Between life and death, stuggling to keep straight
My dreams from reality, legs are tumbling from the weight
Of this burden on my shoulders.
Like Sisyphus, eternally punished to push a boulder
Never to reach the summit, destined only to plummet.
Ironic that just like a king, I fell from grace into this hell.
Feel like it's time to bid this cruel world farewell.
Feel the sleightness in my hand, it all becomes clear.
The helplessness has fled, all that's felt is a single tear.
It didn't have to end this way, have to put an end to the gloom.
A flash of bright light followed by a loud boom.
The thud of a lifeless body tumbling to the floor.
Finally an end to the pain, peace in a lifetime of war.