All the Way

I stand and look all the way around,

It is empty and dready,

The desert is scorching and worrying,

My mind is weary and unable to fathom,

How I got here when I thought it was all won,

The fears and creatures that circle me,

Being strong and fighting is now tiring,

I want that I need that,

Soul rest,

That reminds me I'm better and happier still.