In Search, Finally Found

Tear-stains carved within the crevice of her eyes Throbbing joints torturing a beautiful beaten frame Through hate, isolation, struggle, she ran through the pain Today a motherless child found her way A bastard with lacking greed yet in serious need A man of ambitious with a will to succeed Despite the erroneous roads taken Despite the storms which flooded his all Today that bastard found his way To find your way is to find you. May you find your way