I count the days
Until the end
Of my fragile life

Beholden to
An unknown truth
Filled with unknown strife

I choose this way
Because I do not
Know of any other

Though I sense that I
Might one day
Pretend to find another

That my soul is near
A breaking point
Suggests a course awry

Its pain so great, so heavy
so broken
No longer can it cry

Lost among the glints of hope
My future
Screams in pain

I steel it against
Unknown
And wipe away the stain

Do I rise, see the joy
And see
The unmarked road?

Or do I fall, alone again
And keep
My sorrow stowed?