Thought you were my Muse

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.