The blow's been dealt

and taken its toll

Listless I stumble like a drunk in the cold

Questioning foundations of a hope

I took for granted

I feel my soul choked by the rope

of a slanted view of reality (So it seems)

maybe I've been living in some childish day dream

As not but dust in motion,

an insignificant drop in an endless ocean


So rend the veil,

the shroud that clouds my eyes

I want to see you,

and every fiber of my being is longing for you

Cut off at the knees,

gasping for breath

Grieving for my hope as it totters on the brink of death

Watching the sun fade and run down

As my ears go deaf to

the ancient and thundering sound of creations singing

I'm clinging so tight to my questions

I can't hear its chorus ringing

Like some perpetual dancer

I'm running and spinning in search of the answers


In this fog of pain,

creation plays its strain

The wind breathes one name,

star shines one fame