Somewhere this lantern always burns
I make no mistake in not answering myself
The time for darkness awaits
Sure my mind is drifting,
Always speeding through dismay
I have to want this,
But now I don't want anything...
I need and the need is gone.
The prayer and the prayer unanswered
What was the purpose and why can't I suffer further?
Likely I am draw to the same conclusion
To fight all these misfortunes and not look beyond the failure...
The thought is never far...
No more distractions...
The light escapes into and out of soul.
I make no mistake in not answering myself.