My life has yet begun

And so ends a tiresome weary day;
‘t’will fare ok

And bending wires tend to blend distain;
To end again

I mend my mind in many menial means;
as seasons tease

As dreams become
The means released of scenery
Most troublesome

Easily succumbed
As numb No fun Struck dumb
where I were young

My life has yet begun
As from my heart would run
The strife of shattered youth