All I knew before has gone awry;

night tends not to day, but toward some unknown place

and I am alone with darkling, brooding sky.

 

Today I saw the truth behind life’s lie

laid bare.  Absent hope and without faith,

all I knew before has gone awry.

 

Tears flow unfettered in the silent night.

With no chance that I will gain sleep’s sweet escape,

I remain alone with darkling, brooding sky.

 

Despite my grief, I would not hope to die,

but only to survive, some newfound grace

replacing all I knew that’s gone awry.

 

In blackest hour I pray that morning bright

will come to free me from love’s jape, yet

I am alone with darkling, brooding sky.

 

I realize in hindsight crystalline

the harness locked cannot, will not untrace.

All I knew before has gone awry,

and I am alone with darkling, brooding sky.