There are three hundred

and sixty-five days in a year,

each one a challenge

not to shed a tear

when you can’t see

a future that is bright

only new battles that

you have left to fight.

More years have passed

than will be ahead,

the countdown is on to

the day you’ll be dead.

What happens in between

may not have been written.

but it will be too late for

the sins already committed.

What time you have left

will serve as repentance

until that day you

are finally sentenced.

woman looking at sunset
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