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Dark Poetry #4

My soul

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

0 posted 2005-10-01 07:02 PM

Nomadic bound is my soul,
For it left its home early,
In the dim of morning shadows,
It crept away slowly,

On a journey that is for long,
And the end is not yet seen,
But it keeps itself strong,
And carries hope that is unseen,

Onto the mountain it finds itself,
Surrounded by many lies,
The choice that carries it forward,
Never questioning why,

Struggling to keep up the pace,
It shatters in million bits,
As each one is sent away,
Towards many of hells fiery pits,

Each ounce of strength it musters,
Knowing all to well its end,
Should have stayed home today,
Now it begins to comprehend.

I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality.

Marge Tindal