I jostled against the tide of time,
nothing is left in the journey of life.
things were thought differently,
never meant to go in such hurry.
I bleed to death with the appalling pain,
fighting to the last for what i have not gain.
Is this what is stored in my destiny,
half way through my life’s journey.
expected so many avenues on the way,
but ended up like a seamless castaway.