Leading me through
my lone September
staring into
the dying embers

Life has the mean
to make the time
meander through
this heart of mine

Here the shadow
of the flame
burns as hot
as all my pain

and yet it cools
as it stings
here at the edge
of all things

On the path ahead
October's hill
taunts and waits
to break my will

Breath as deep
as an ocean floor
comes now to me
so I might endure