Wasteland

Stuck in this wasteland

Can I get a helping hand?

It seems like everywhere I go

I have to face another foe

Caught in a never-ending battle

Am I destined to become chattel?

Chained to an everlasting nightmare

Is there anyone left to care?

I want to run away

But there’s nowhere to stay

Will I ever be free

To go to the places I want to see?

When will come the day

That I finally know the way?

Here I stand alone

With nothing but dust and bone

And I begin to think

‘What if I start to sink?’