Down the winding roads of my memory I take a walk,
On a normal yet sad epoch,
Those forgotten lanes,
The rusts and the gains,
That remained so long lock, I unwind.
I unconfine them and find,
I have achieved every feat,
I have honed my inner wit,
I overpowered all the tough,
I have seen and heard enough
I realize, I want no more,
Life is now an open sore.
O Death! Embrace me with your bliss,
So I could walk my final road with ease.