Immortal Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

Decade I spent indifferent towards my years,
Decade I spent in terror and in dread,
Decades dismaying o'er well wasted fears:
That we the weak are hanging by a thread;
And I was wrong to think just 'cause I tread
This very earth, like them I perish too!
How many a hero's fought as well has bled,
Yet tales are told of toils which long are through.
It's not about the years one can accrue, —
Don't think you're living when you just exist! —
Yet strive to live with every tale anew;
How many legends ceased but still subsist!
I wake this time with grounds to celebrate:
Through words Immortal I'm despite of Fate.