How fitting, that I own alone.
Worked and saved for it.
Bought and paid for it.
Became a slave to it.
Lived it graciously
Even when I hated it.
Dreamed about cheating on it
With some true love
But my truths weren’t
True enough to break its orbit,
Now, I am so close to mastering it.
The final stage will be
To see me
Die alone