Were it not for a wall I could fall
So I bounce between this and that
That there is a light spotlighting the end
It cannot be erased by the tides of awakening
So I twist in bed circling my whims and clutchng my shins
Trying to sleep and obliviate all my sins
But I do not sleep and only wander
Is there a peace beside death
Confined to a box
My fists are bleeding escaping from my coffin
As I beat my way out and wait for who will deliver it to me
Besides nought there is but none.