Describe my life? In pain, within a pain
and that in turn has demons beating walls
with tap and thump that echoes heart's refrain
that mine own beat made minor, when it calls.

It calls deformed; like dying breaths of birds
a croaking wish that end will duty so
and take me to a place of painless words
or nothing, better dust than lifetime woe.

But one I keep, it's all I have with praise
Ah! Jewels none to this in shining worth
my last recourse to shield the somber days;
my poems pen, that each my thoughts rebirth!

I'm gone already, sorrow has me won
but portion here I give some back, or none.