Forever and a time ago, I too, was lost.
All of my losing, has brought me here again.
Between a catalyst of change and horror.
I'm on the cusp, I feel it coming, soon.

Again, I fall within all worlds, all their pain.
This edge, this faltering belief of hope.
It tears into me relentlessly, pleased.
I await the words to free me, shackle breaking.

Though, time in its infinity, is running out.