Void

Must lie low, a fitful sleep
Aligned my thoughts too drawn, too deep
Something old which makes me dream
Slip down to far an edge mind stream
Tell me now the cost of peace
How to ride this great black beast
Haggard, hindered, a callous soul
To much to swallow in a deep dark hole
Void the vacuum that cleans my space
And leaves me breathless on a well worn face
I am right now what I was before
A captured spirit to die no more.