Breathing-in his last breaths
he feels that his end is near
On the prospect of meeting his death
he finds himself shaking in fear
he burns in his own fire
Fire that engulfs his nerves
he for help, find no one around..........

Turning and Toiling inside my grave
I think about all the mistakes I made,
Were they worth the price I paid?
No use now as i lie here awake.

Why did I do those things I wonder
Was it on purpose or just a blunder
Into my weakness I had surrendered
Endless nightmare will haunt me forever.

Despite the darkness i move ahead
Into this forest of unknown land,
My Journey is periled, oh that I know
but never before have been this scared

Light of my sun has long gone
or was I the one to put it out.
Thorn in my life have been own creation
Journey on which now I must make

My World has turned so upside down
I wish for the sky, now I am under the ground
but now need for this usual frown
sky is the limit, and there i shall bound.