It felt good to lay down at night
Comfortable under the sheets, safe and sound
Somehow, those days never dragged

I picture a walk to which stamina I lack
An ever consumption, a status quo in decline
I state the glaring fears, no one else would

Ludicrous  not to tremble, the possibilities are unexpected
Mind me, how does fare the time, read weather, 'bout those venues?

A crocked throat, a pleading case of hiccups and misery
Light my words with kerosene fireman, make it bright under the stars
The constellations hide tonight, devoid of attention or shape

It is not what separates us that stands out but the traits
Mark this words and take a bow