Abridged

 

 All my past, full of gold;

 Now I stand old.

 Now I seek, seek for-

 The story that’s untold. 

 

My story, is nothing new;

I fight and fight, until it’s blue.

My story, mortal enough to believe,

My reality, full of cynicism,

I dare not repeat. 

 

What’s there to lose-

If I ponder in the dark? 

 

I walk into the storm, The terrain of pain,

Pain that beats me,

Pain, that I must endure.

 

 For sure-

There’s light at the end. 

 

I’m here, in front of my truth.

Now is the time I chose.

But I feel lost, lost again!

In front of eternity,

I fail again!