Quarry of bad things

​A life full of pain

Full of sadness

Now the vesper is nigh

Sitting alone

Candles lit

Soon I will go to sleep

In peace, I will think

And death will help me dig

In this quarry of bad things

To discover diamonds of happiness,

To find emeralds of love

That they will shine brighter than ever

When the Sun comes up.

​6/9/2026