I know you've been waiting for this day

When I'd have hit a wall

And won't find anything more to say

Feeling like I've said it all.

I know I can peel off that sympathy

Exposing the devil within

I know you're probably laughing with glee

At the trouble I am in.

I know I'm all alone in the dark

Deserted by my shadow

I know I'm an old rebel tied up

Escorted to the gallow.

I know the poet inside my head

Its frantic arms is flailing

I know my boat's sinking with stead

With little hope of sailing.

But know this; I've not given up

I've not yet tasted defeat

And I'll rise, my head raised to the skies

And brush the dust off my feet.

Know this; I am crazy for writing

I'm not one to be tamed

And I'll always be determined as hell-

Something you'll never change.

I'll burn the wood of rusty thoughts

And keep the flames alive

And word by word I'll build a snake

That rises to the skies.

O foe, please know, your endless blows

Shall garner not a sound

And I may be stuck in the boundless sea

But I soon shall kiss the ground.