A plate of memories, served with a side of pain
A meal to savor, before the ultimate refrain
The taste of freedom, lost in every bite
A flavor of farewell, in this, my final night
The aroma of regret, wafts through the air
As I consume the moments, I can no longer share
The bread of sorrow, the wine of despair
My last supper, a meal beyond repair
In this cold cell, I dine alone
Facing the end, with a heart turned to stone
The last meal before eternity
A poignant reminder, of mortality.