Hellbound

It's only a matter of time now. Too late to appreciate what I had back then somehow. No flame to this fire; this man's lost his desire. I guess I'm hell bound now. I wish I could find joy in what I have now. But I fear it's too late for help somehow. No struggles or strains, nothing remains not even a hint of sweat from my brow now. I see I didn't learn to grow or follow the flow. Of those who know how to evolve now. I guess I left it to late now. I guess I'm hell bound now.