Relinquished

Broken and bruised,

I walked under the night's stars

distorted yet appeased

by the immutable scars.

This journey has been long

I've seldom know where I have been

Yet walked across the paths

for my conscience has been keen

It has pestered me to determine

The secrets of the illusive timeline

of the truths hidden in air's depth

and of the knowledge in light's breast

I've dug the earth so deep

That my hands have failed to upkeep

And I've looked at the sun so high

My eyes have burnt the brightness of the sky

And yet, it seems to have no end

I've discovered only the superficial dent

A lot of toil I know is left

as my being, being tired feels bereft

I've lost hope that I'd once take on the scars

I would not survive to fight the real war

walking on the roads of of this maze I'd perish
There exists no victory that I will cherish