“Soul Searching” 11 – 12 - 03
Unmatched, unhitched
Not bound in the least
I wander, of free will,
Hungering for life’s feast
In search of the parts
That might make me hole
But I always end up
With a starved soul
Turn left, turn right
I search with all my might
But I’m always left
Alone to the dark nights
Looking forward, wondering back
I dwell upon that sad day
When fate took hold
Yanked my happiness away
I must keep my hope
That I will find my meal
That I may once again
Be happy, be one, be healed...
I LOVED IT!! I LOVED IT!! I LOVED IT!!! I can so relate to that, its not even funny. But if you'd like to read some of mine just ask. I have a lot like that.