Inexorable, pain I feel
Inexorable, all too real
Inexorable, will I heal?

Again it’s time to walk the world alone
Sit in anguished sorrow on island throne
While my time ticks away
Joy must wait another day

If I only had a sword to fall on
and wasn’t too proud to see it done
to let my blood fill island’s bay
useless existence fade away

Head hung I trudge along at steady pace
scars of humility impressed on face
cut on razor sharp rock and shell
must trust departure from hell

Inexorable, I wait out the storm