I cannot help but wonder-
How much longer I can last...
Leery of the future
And running from the past...

Utopia, I've sought you-
But no where I could find...
The place that I was seeking,
Lived only in my mind.

Some tell me I'm a hard man-
I'm not sure that is true...
For sadness tends to haunt me...
And my memories make me blue.

I'm not afraid of dying..
If it will bring relief...
For living is what's killing me
With sorrow and with grief.

For me, death holds no terrors
I do not fear the grave
For here, my greatest enemy....
I look at as I shave.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Scarlatan, in the year 370 AF.