Knowing where I want to go and who I want to be

Its the dead of night, no power of direction

And somehow I am broken,cowed emotion bowed

Too late, without even my own protection

So maybe if I close my eyes and turn my head

This heart-sized burning hole will disappear

Deep inside the emptiness of losing and lost

Hands raised in admission, no way to steer

Staring at the road ahead, drifting into

Some form, sleepless rest, restless sleep

I cannot fight another breath's escape

In blinding depth of night, admit defeat.