Several times in this life,
I’ve missed my end.
I will tell you the truth,
I will not pretend.
I may not deserve to be alive,
having lived on edge of a knife.
Hanging onto some blessings,
just living a borrowed life.
Never thought about it so deep,
that I had anything to lose.
Don\'t know how did I survive,
just escaped with some bruise.
And then I came across you,
thought you were my muse.
It\'s rife with challenges,
and not a smooth cruise.