The Universe is watching us all, 

I don't mind Poets,  if they speak the truth, 

So be it, 

I'm not ashamed, 

I did what I had to do, 

I've enjoyed my life, 

And I'm free, 

My mother warned me, 

Those apron strings will be the death of you, 

But I know now they would have provided an anchor of sorts, 

Now I'm drifting, drifting at sea, 

OCEANS 

apart it feels like, 

But I believe that he will save my wretched soul 

and I will live to fight another day 

I simply don't know what else to say..........