Final Step - Flotsam & Jetsam

Abused, confused

Fought the blues, no shoes

Still I walk

No place, no face

Broken grin, hollow within

Still I walk

Abandoned my friend

Lost hold pot of gold

Left out cold

Compromise to mend

My demise, my end

Despised again

Standing on the edge of time

Looking down I realize

I am here one final footstep forward

Again seemed right

Follow the light it dimmed

No surprise

Somehow tricked perfect fit

Alibi, two-faced lie

No surprise

By the heels

Suddenly I’m pinned

Forced to kneel choked to heal

Failure failed

This rhyme picked my mind

Out of time