SWOLLEN TORRENT OF PAIN SURROUNDS MY HEART
EVERLASTING TURMOIL STRIKES FIERCE
TO FIND SOLACE IN A CORNER, DEEP AND DARK I WEEP.
A HUMBLE HUMAN WHO HAPPENED UPON LIFE.WRONGLY.
WHAT PROPERTY OR GIFT DO I PRESENT MYSELF WITH?
I AM A BEING,EMPTY AND TIRED.
CONDEMNED, MY FADING FREE SPIRIT TAKES
A VOYAGE UPON OPEN PLAIN,
SPREADS SILENTLY AND ENDLESSLY BEFORE ME
UNKNOWN PROMISES TO MYSELF,I FAIL TO HOLD.