So this is after the Time War... its a kinda depressing poem... but enjoy anyway!
In this daily hell
Of grief and misery
to the relentless guilt
of which there is no relief
I wander and think
what is the point
I would not be missed
if I just stopped living
Would there be someone to mourn the loss
Or would there be no loss at all?
I will die, it's an eventuality
who would care if I should fall?
I wonder to myself sometimes
I think I must be wrong
I just to find the point
To just keep pushing on
The meaning is just buried
Beneath the endless lies
the truth I long to find
And the past I now despise
For all the searching
and all the years
the truth lies somewhere
beneath the joy and tears
I have missed it all to try and find
what I had all along
those moments wasted
My kind now dead and gone
And this my friend I give to you
Don't let it pass you by
Just let it happen and you will see
You don't need to question 'Why?'
Humans are fearless, you are free
And your youth is only short
You'll have time to think when you are old
But that short time it has a greater worth
When spent creating moments
To keep you company when you are old
Memories are the treasure
That are worth much more than gems or gold.