Lost - No longer the same.

I long for this to be over,
To say what's done is done.
I do not have the power,
I know I have not won.

For inside me is a space,
A black gaping hole at least.
And it will never heal,
Part of me shall have ceased.

I know this just as well,
As I know the leaves turn brown.
A part of me is dying,
I'll keep on falling down.

Corruption, greed and evil,
I see it day be day.
I wish that it would leave,
That it would stay away.

Nothing here can make me,
As I once was.
I am forever changed,
Wandering and lost.

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