the path i took lingers a million mile
and on the road i did compile
useless thoughts to share and keep
that decide the fate of sacrificial sheep

i tossed and turned in bed at night
all these thoughts merging to fight
when the battle had ceased and feuding was done
i searched my mind and found no one had won

i opened my eyes and smiled with glee
for i saw what no one else could see
throughout life i scurried and ployed
and came across this cryptic void...

a final tomb for ideas concluded
carefully constructed whilst secluded
the chest is filled, there's no more room
nothing ahead but boredom and gloom

after years of toiling persistence
i no longer need existence
i pull to the side of the road
and unburden my life's load

real as it may seem
this life is but a dream
this fly is out of luck
it is time to wake up

tress
less
regress