Checking all the doors before I sleep,
locked up in a cage of apprehension;
The clock soon chimes at midnight's hour,
with only sounds of hostility and dissension.

In my mind I struggle with the truth,
which eludes me in a breathless manner,
The souls of hell surround my weary stance,
and awaken nerves releasing raucous banter.

How did I wind up here in mass rejection,
instead of wandering toward the holy grail ?
And believing I was wise beyond my years,
such arrogance had prompted me to fail.

With age and life's experiences we can learn,
that hopeless situations won't be endless;
And pressing onward toward enlightened paths,
our Wills absorb the fears of wanton pretense.