Shadows of the Soul
The well of despair is always full for someone
Somewhere
Crying in the night
A lost soul
Taken
Like a feather in the wind
Out
of
control
Spinning…drifting…falling…
Engulfed by nightmares
Real as day
No moon
No stars
An empty building
A broken home
No more hope
No more dreams
In the darkness
These shadows are moving.