brick wall

 I've walked without stopping and I have come this far, 

lights shining bright, but I'm ready to hit a wall.

Enroute to catastrophe, I choose to ignore any warning of doing wrong.

If the course once set has not fully subsided, 

there is a danger of falling off a monsterous cliff.

Hungrily I search, although my wounds have yet to heal.

Silently I wander, despite the resistant voice,

 which tells me to call off the hunt.