when circumstance dictates your happiness
and your soul is only a sham
an amputated cesspit of loneliness
sadness far-reaching and grand
and daily you struggle with hopefulness
and daily destroyed are your plans
and you find yourself at the precipice
where future and nothingness meet
then hard is the task of restarting
your life on its daily repeat
and courage must come from the notion
"it is I who determine defeat"
