Astray along this journey I have become.
A lost wanderer looking for the wonders of this life.
I am nearly broken.
For the riches of man scream of vanity.
While the love of a women cries of agony.
As I watch as the season change.
The eyes of angels have failed to see the change in my heart,
And in the eyes of God I am no more than a forgotten soul.
He who is Hopeless.
But, heaven knows not the hell I carry on my back,
Nor of the scars I have been rewarded upon this voyage.
The universe will see my will,
And acknowledge my presence.
You will remember my name.
For I will be an undying fading memory.
As well as an everlasting cosmic whisper.
I stand shouting to the sky because of my restlessness.
I can promise you all one thing.