Concluding Statement

My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot. I take, I give, the very words I live. I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one. My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I've sewn. I wait, I learn, my destiny turning to fate, I cannot see in my current state. The pain is neigh, a calder or a bite, my fatigue outweighs my might. Crowned, sound, the darkness reaks no havok. And atop I take the stand. Demand, reprimand, the status of your rendzevous. The story's conclusion, I cannot seem... to find the tragic end to...