Song of the Unsung

Spread out in front of me
a new notebook
The scenes of my life played out within
a new journey

I do not know where I shall be
When I am to come across the final page
Whether misery shall hold her unflenching hand on my throat
Whether I shall cast her down in her rage

But flipping through this notebook you see
Will give you some insight on the way I percieve
The world around through it's joys and sorrows
The hope of seeming unending tomorrows

So fourth from the loins
Of my spiral refuge shall come
The continuation of this saga
The song of the unsung

~*The first stanza won't come out right on this site, I'm not sure why, but the 2nd and 4th lines are supposed to be indented... oh well*~