I'm slowly falling adrift
Pacing myself as I thrift
through the dark errie night in which I encumber
my deepest of sorrowful regrets.
I'm slowly falling adrift
To what I once had; -I thought, a gift
In the night, cryptic are the feeling
that endulge in my heart
Piercing my soul of its purpose
Weaking the Holy Spirit within one
and I'm slowly falling adrift
Conscious of what is going on
Unaware of the danger
How have I become to myself - A stranger ?

