now I think of what to write
I write to annihilate the blight
inside my head
can't go to bed
until the night awakes my fright
until the dawn
ill slumber on
without dreams a dreamer is done
forget the sound
above the ground
the birds song sung is first light come
today again
my dreams begun
alone at last in company run
to pass the course
the rest remorse
never choosing that choice
was the first right one
too many plates in front of me
never had enough to eat
but lately find
my mind and body
could not eat to satisfy its longing
not hunger nor fear
but contemplations near
the one course which ive fought before is clear
but from now on
there is only one
my life is not my life to run
the end in sight
I think I might
wish to sleep in peace tonight
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