A gray soul, lost in the mist,
Wandering aimlessly, through life exist.
No light to guide, no warmth to feel,
Just emptiness, a cold void so real.
Through the storm that rages through the night,
This gray soul searches for the light.
But the path is long and full of pain,
Making the journey seems to be in vain.
With each step, the gray soul sighs,
Wondering when the end will arise.
For the weight of the world is heavy to bear,
And the gray soul is consumed with so much despair.
But deep within itself, a spark still glows,
A flicker of hope, the gray soul still knows.
Although the journey is still hard to find the end,
The gray soul smiles as it comprehend.
So the gray soul trudges on,
Through the darkness of life, watching closely for the sight of dawn.
For one day, the light will brightly shine,
For one day, the gray soul will be forever divine.
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The Journey Of Ones Soul
PoetryThis is my first poetry book that I want to try to express my raw mix emotions (and other health problems) that plague me every day. I will only be publishing poetry every monday and friday, since I have a day job that is also apart of my mix emotio...
