I stand here, humbled, alone and contemplative.
My head is bowed before your majesty
hoping to find peace.
You found me, lost and unsure.
You found me, wandering searching for a hero.
You found me, fallen and unaware.
I stand here, head bowed and begging.
Don’t throw me back onto the mountaintops.
Don’t drown me into the deeply held sorrow.
Don’t judge me for I have indeed failed you all.
I am ready to fall deep into the crevice.
I am ready to fall into a deep sleep.
I am ready to fall and get back up.
I am set to clear my mind.
I am set to erase my footprints
I am set to cleanse my palette
The darkness has not won
The serenity has not won
The void has not won
I seek a clean slate
I seek a straight footing
I seek a thunderous path
He looked up and smiled.
The gods were enamored and clapped.
It was time for her words.
It was time for it to end
And to begin the beginning.
The alarms from up above sounded
Lightning bolts struck their wings
It was time to return to the doldrums
For it was all a fantasy
There was no normal
There was no reality
It was indeed time for it to end
And to begin.