A stranger less fortunate (edited)

[SomeRandom]

I wasn't satisfied with the second stanza either billy. What do you think of this revision with the 2nd and 3rd stanzas combined?

Suspicion grew,
of my labour's scope and end,
like weeds unchecked.
Immobilized in thought,
I found myself surrendered,
resting at the foot of an oak;
Pondered the years, story and quest,
the uncertainty of existence,
futility of resistance,
familiarity of death.