Incomplete

Written by: Jessica K

Through roaming hills, and blistering winds
my spirit lay somewhere between.
Oh someone point him out to me, 
I desire to hear my soul sing

For at first he left, I did not notice
my emotions to mangled in muck
but I feel my heart fall short
and my body just want to give up

I call to him through the wind in the night
but no reply is heard in the breeze.
I shout his name from dawn to dusk
But only a echo replies in the trees

Forgive me! I cry, I desire you now
that my heart is darken and numb.
For I gladly give up this emotionless feast
to live my life wondering the streets
forsaking the world and all of its treats
to live with my spirit as a bum