Too Late To Give The Starless, Stars.

Its the end of my world
Its the edge of my circle
Each night is just a trumbling loss
Each day is another wasted thought

I've speared, I've fought
But tonight, failure I have brought
My name, dreading with scars
Is there any way to give the starless, stars?

My mind can't seem to stay straight
My thoughts just seem to dwaddle away
And although I try to yank them back
They slip through my fingers, they giggle and dance

Dancing away from the failure of a brain
Dancing away from an unacceptable IQ
Closing the gates of success
It's the end of the road, I guess