poem2 endless river

If I feel Im all alone,left in this empty life all on my own
I remember all the enimies I had to make,and all the lives i had to take
as i try to pull away my sad dream make me stay
and i'm forced to live this life like a river as i watch myself wither
All the way down to the core an i pray o please nomore
but it was through and i was left with nothin more to do
and i realize it was just a dream but when I look outside my window
I see the endless silver steam.