The Wise Man’s Fear
Vitality
I’m so tired of sleeping and sick-to-death of this illness and
Each day I can feel as the stronghold of my mind
Slips out of focus, away from these dreams
Heart beaten down, torn at the seams
This can't be the end of everything that I've done
All the darkness in this world could never block out the sun
There’s no evil that surrounds us that can outweigh the good
Bound by the light, lifted up from the ground where we stood
Vitality is gone from me, my apathy a eulogy
That reads: “here lies a tragedy
A hollow shell of what was me”
You’re a skeleton of your former self, and I can see that you lack a spine
I fear there is no cure for this
Lethargy-wrapped narcotic bliss
No shock that can awaken me
No force to break this apathy
Wake me up, wake me up, I'm far too dead to die
I can't remember how long it's been since I last saw sunlight
Wake me up, wake me up, I'm far too dead to die
I can't remember how long it’s been since I saw any light
Vitality is gone from me
My apathy a eulogy
That reads: “here lies a tragedy
A hollow shell of what was me.”
Restore to me vitality