Endeavor
Scattered, Smothered And Covered
The Frailty of Words

each new day draws near the final hour lamentations for a breaking dawn,
on this endeavor for the truth waiting in the shadows of a recent fall
looking up at the darkened sky that only gets worse
yearning for a cathartic experience to break the shackles of my own time,
the only witness to the abolition of man or death is the destiny of all bleakness,
the end, but a light on the horizon...
my will surpasses my failures my goals,
my triumph my grave awaits every step taken in defiance of this world...
leads and another will follow