To ruined reasons I am clinging,
In pools of pain I am sinking
It is the Truth by Boredom bringing
All my thoughts of worried thinking
That see me listless through my days,
And drain me dry of slipping strength
In my doleful Past, all focus stays
As does my Hope I've left at length
In my suffered grief, I am locked:
Never to change "what would have been"
My Ships of Doubt in Death are docked,
To never set sail for Truth again...