Alone
From childhood days I’ve looked and seen
Nothing but the dark ravine, in that abyss I only knew
That I was meant for a life of never-ending blue.
Alone I sit and stare, wondering should I really care
As others view but never see the dark that flows
inside of me. My soul has felt in disrepair the days
go by and my soul lays bare, the storm within,
that screams and cries for the release of ancient ties.
The ties that bind me to this place and time, to people
that may compromise their souls for less than its
full worth, thinking they will have divine rebirth.
No guarantees on life or love, no hope is seen but
darkness in the clouds that linger up above.
Alone in this world, the void so vast it takes
over this life, the grip so tight I cannot fight
the overwhelming need that consumes me to the
point that all I want is to be free.
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