Author Information
Wandering Souls
They sit and contemplate,
the tribulations of their fate,
What becomes of them?
No one knows for sure.
the futures blind to meaning,
They could suffer with out a cause.
But against this dreary backdrop,
Comes a little glimmer of hope,
A shining light or beacon,
Just to help them cope.
To struggle on with their existence,
Help them find a way,
To find the strength inside,
To face another day.
I really like this one, I guess right now I sort of feel like a wandering soul. Thanks for your comment by the way.