I leave the blank stare that hides
What it thinks it cannot hold
And go to one that still abides
Though it seems to be quite old.
I wish for all the young ones now
And even will I say a prayer
That they would not feel this alone
As I do now deep in this lair.
But as the sleeping dragon wakes
And I begin to rouse again
It is to pain and suffering
That I awake inside this den.