It was as a season, not one of the four, it is a place I alone dwell, of no place I can tell, for myself find it a place apart from a world I seldom can call my own, It was failure after failure that lead me here, and I am consumed in all I try, knowing that it too will end in failure, still I keep getting up, pushing forward, to where I have not the knowledge to say, is a reward all one seeks in this time called life?, with all it's hard ships, and strifes, was I given a choice to be here? did I loose, or win this place in time?, is there another here, another that I can be happy with, a person I can call mine... Seek in me all you wish, give me one wish of yours, but I can only feel thee answer will come with the soundings of closed doors... am I alive, are you?, a blink of an eye and all is for those who live regardless their verson of what life means to them, for it is theirs alone to be able to call it what they will... My name for it is alone, a far away place where none venture, is it me, or the word doom that lines across my face, for this fifth season is mine, may it change?, will I find my; if deserved, my own place... D ~ Knight
