Full of Want, Full of Need

 

Full of want and full of need

Time goes slow and without speed

So far away, useless, and gaunt

The fear returns, to me it haunts

Miles from here, promises to keep

My mind grows silent, dark, and deep

What to be done, this task at hand

Crossing over this great land

To what I knew, and have despised

Yet from here is my great prize

My greatest love spawned in my greatest hate

I pray my efforts may not come too late

Before I shed my mortal coil

And end my days of trouble and toil

But what I find is troubling so

The miles that are mine that I must go

The time grows short, close at hand

To come across this empty land

To where I know, these hidden places

These empty voices, these familiar faces

And yet again delve into a gloomy storm

To find you there, and keep you warm

And not from harm I will promise thee

Keep you close right beside me

And together brave and soldier on

And keep journeying towards each new dawn

But until then, here I must wait

This time that comes, I anticipate

And here I lie, alone and undone

In a land of midnight sun

Far from you where I should be

To keep you there so close to me

 

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