Dead man walking

I took 
my
Final
Breath
Before
I came
Into
This
World

My fate
Shows
That
Something 
Is
Nothing
And
Those
Without
Substance
Thrive

No victim
Here
Maybe
A
Wolf
who
Self
Neutered 
His
Ambition
Crippled
His
Mark
Leaving
His
Territory
To
Be 
Divided 
Among
The
Pack

In the forest 
I hear
The 
Howls
Of
Yesteryear 
Maybe 
The candle light
That
Blew out
With
The wind
Will
Reignite 
As
Life
Still
Dwells
Within
This
Dead
Soul

Deadman
Walking

forced to
Walk
The
Line

Ink
Is
My
Refuge
For
No
Ambush
Comes
To
The
Thoughts
The
Art
The
Creativity
I
Consume

Yes
On.
This
Earth
I may
Be
The Dead Man
Walking
But
In
The
Heavens
Within
My
Canvas 
I
Will
Fly