With the lights out I find

There is more to my mind

Then ever could meet the eye

What I feel in my brain

Can be hardly contained

By the meritocracies I espy

Because the more that I think

I’m close to the brink

The closer that brink seems to lie

But do I stand by the edge

Or jump of the ledge

To find if the mind can die?

Inside me I yearn

This one thing to learn

But instead, I turn on the light