floating in a haze
thoughts drift by
struggle to focus
serenity but why?
it seems to disarm
and filter right through
a sense that grabs me
distorting all i do
the fates have laughed
at my expense,i admit
but i journey on, denied
not one bit
as the moon rises up
in the sky with such ease,
i grieve the dying light,
for it hides mans disease
i'll do what i must
to remove the excess
but take the time tonight
to reflect on my success
