Though I haven’t slept a wink
In the past 36 hours
I still want to stay up
And see the wonder that we are
Our creations, our battle scars

Though there is so much to say
So much to tell
So much to write
I find my words deserting me
In face of a long, long plight

Even if it’s almost over
The ending within reach
Now more than ever
There is still doubt in me
And so I must continue to write
The only way I can actually be free.