My Last

We must not shy
From the things we've done
The tales we've written
The yarns we've spun

But most of all
We must not shy
From the memories we carved
And the reasons why

Proud I'm not
Nor ever will be
To look at these marks
And still see me

But they're a part
Of my only past
Its a part I kept
And a part that'll last

We only learn
From mistakes we've made
So I'm glad I've learnt
And I'm glad I craved

The self born clarity
And the ice grip steel
Because if I hadn't
I wouldn't know it was real

I've seen the depths
Of where I'll sink
I know the stench
Of rotting soul stink

So here me when I say
That was my last
I'm moving on
And not repeating my past