I was destroyed acting in your name Long waiting for recovery
Suffering disaster
Little I could do except wait
How many times did I ask
Never once receiving an answer
How many tasks did I perform, sans anger
For your pleasure
To build your treasure
To set before your throne
In the meantime
I waited in oblivion's waste
But only received cancer
All alone
Starved of love
To the bones
I burned
With pains of hunger
Without rancor
I waited in the waste
Alone
40 days without hope
Did I starve, did I suffer thirst in vain?
Are they the journey?
