Tiredness now comes
No way the clock says Five
Buzzing it around us hums
God know how but I'm alive
Written down dumb, numb
Hope the rhyme strives
What keeps you, come
Stab me now with knives
There is the flower, flames
Wavering in timeless joy
Wishing for the moment's fame
Being played and left like toys
My hand they hurt but I go on
My heart it hurts but I sing my song.