2:42 a.m.

My melancholy comes again

these dry gold days

the things I did then

failed to shake those wicked ways

still paying for them.

My life is a cycle of purgatory

the stamp of Sinner

that’s my glory

that’s when I became The Winner.

And now it’s all confusion see

or is it really Clarity

because this Rhyme means little more

than saying Goodnight just to close the door.