I write without light
lost in the thick night
I am in a fight
that is of lifetime.
My swords are up
to cut the adversaries off
the thickness that is in the air
so blurring, but I don't care
all I want is my choice
you can hear in my voice
this I will make a noise
my choice I get, a must
without it I'm a curse
something I pray, I curb
the void that was a crack
created in the thick dark
this is now a known fact
that it is just a pact
between the yes and the no
but I've been able to cope
though I'm now being choked
by the void that she spoke
I called the she by my soul
for in there she is my whole
with this fact I'm condoled
« return.