Revenant of a Soul
I feel like a Revenant of my former self
I'm lost to all, lost to my heart and soul
And yet I linger on
Unwanted by heaven or hell
Left here to finish my business
But yet there is nothing for me here
I am bored with this existence
Its tediousness tires me
I'm weary of this world
I don't like what it does to me
It takes my heart and twists my will
I cannot control myself sometimes
I lose what I am and what I believe
I can't stop it, its inevitable
I believe I will continue forever like this...
Each feeling, each emotional dart
strikes true to my heart, yet, it is not there
It is no longer part of this semi-existence
Its traversed like my soul to a high plane
A plane where it can no longer be torn asunder.
I fight every day just to feel what I once wished I could not
I fight for my self control as I grow to hate this land more and more
I fight on for some sort of reason in life
I don't know why I fight, its all I have....
Copyright © Martin Walker | Year Posted 2009
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