Here, I begin again.
Like I always, always have.
Here, I will stand
And try, try again.

Here, I will look at existence.
Like I've not seen it before.
Here, I will stage my emergence
And settle this unbalanced score.

Ah, I should not be alive;
Breathing is not for me.
But hope is my name in life,
How am I to leave?

Ah, I feel nothing at all;
A condition of mental disease.
But they tell me science can fix me;
Who am I to disagree?

This is where I try again.
Hope for one last run.
If life is a marathon then my
Journey is almost done.

This is where I start anew.
Just one last stretch to run.
And if the finish line is not in reach
By god, I am done.