Three years I've toiled on my own,
finding the deepest depths alone,
searching for things inside unknown,
or for what things I must atone.

And through the darkest fear I stroll,
past crushing weakness I patrol,
to learn why I paid such high toll,
Mind and body I lost control.

Such a height I have fallen from,
Such a shadow I have become,
Such a fight, to not succumb,
Now laid low, understanding none.

My flesh aches and my strength wanes,
I crack and buckle, but remain,
Standing determined to regain,
the life that I had once attained.