Rest: Utopia

I've been trailing this trail
I've been burdened to track
I've been tiring myself
trying to deviate from this trail
I've been burdened to track

Everybody else that seems to take this trail
Are very frail, in their final moments
But here I am, trailing this trail
I've been burdened to track
Since very early

For no apparent reason
They force me to track
this trail
Just to leave a very frail me
To track it alone

I don't want strength
I just want my mind to stop
trailing this trail
I've been burdened to track

And if this poem's wearying you down
Imagine every day of your life
Being forced, veemently
To track this trail
I've been burdened to go through...

Rest: Acceptance

I still remember
Feet on sand
Breathing in life
Smile on my face
Nostalgia in the wind
Happyness
Only a dream, but I still remember

It is able to get me up somedays
Other's I think it's too late for me
One kiss later, and maybe, just maybe
Life's not so bad

But  I still remember that dream
Like a soft breeze in a my face
Telling me life can be good
Even if just in dream
Because in reality, it is just too late
For the likes of me

Rest: Triumph

Rotting, I succumb
My flesh will be left  for the worms
There will be nothing
And I rejoice!

My gloom will take my fragments
And make me whole for one last (first) time
What a delight!

I beg for the Universe
To make it painless
Very unlike this life I've lead
I succumb to my knees
And I triumph!