o your soul is dark,
wherein i live,
perhaps it is also,
adventurous?
deep caves, dark depths,
of an ocean unexplored,
i wonder who exactly you are.
lovingly holding,
then taken away,
broken hearts,
equal broken souls,
let misery take over,
in many opinions it's not too bad.
but mostly you are wandering,
lost and anxious,
was it your father?
your mother who died?
wandering, through mountains,
through a long railroad,
underground is where your heart is,
wandering is how your soul lives
