Stuck in a hole we are.
Staring and lost in an endless oblivion,
trying to find the souls we lost.
Our souls, which we gave away and replaced with fake empty shells we believed to be a better personality for a better life.
Unfortunately, it was never enough.
The craving got stronger, and then we realised that it was as a result of the loss of what we once held dear.
So we wait and roam the endless dark searching for our lost souls - which we may never find.
But if we do find a shred of it, it will give us hope that we aren't as lost as we believe we are.
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Soul Tales
PoetryThis book contains poems that talk about the mind and soul, and how they find peace through the waves of struggle and pain.
