My soul is used, *****, and soiled.
My dreams left ******, beaten, and foiled.
Clinging to the tail of the relentless beast.
Still moving forward, trying to rise like yeast.
Arrows pierce my heart as I struggle to stand.
My pained eyes in search for a helpful hand.
The candle in the distance shows a certain goal.
Little do I know they've already dug my hole.