"I am with you always, even to the end of the world."

There is such struggle within me

Every nerve, every ounce of flesh rages.

It seeks what it cannot and what cannot

Fulfill the deepest yearn,

Which is indeed not so deep,

And yet it calls deeper within me,

Begging to be free and to reign unruled.

I drive, I drive, I take turns down the hill,

The mountain of my inner world,

Longing for the curves and sharp corners

That once kept me so alert.

I am but only a man

And a young one at that,

Who understands so little of life, of mind, of flesh.

But I burn.

I burn unrighteously, yet so naturally.

My God, my God, you call to me from within.

What do you seek, my Lord?

What do you seek?