I wander helplessly,
A lost soul marooned beneath the moonlight,
Laying on the grains of sand,
Lost in life, lost once more.
Fair wanderer of the day,
Empty traveller of the night.
Broken vagabond of the dawn,
Shattered voyager of the dusk.
It's a wilderness inside,
A panting heart drifting away,
Light as a feather flying to nowhere,
Surrendering to the night, to a voyage of nothing.
Your eyes are lodestars,
The cleft, riven clouds parting.
Let her Majesty of the siver crescent
Catch a glimpse of my drained soul.
Let me lay here for the rest of my life,
Voyaging as a drifter,
Carried away by the breathing winds,
To a place where I'll be safe.
Let me find my asylum,
Voyaging as a rover,
Adrift in the rustling river's current,
To a place where you won't reach me.
The only place I shall now call home,
The home where no claw shall tether
My broken heart.
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Poems of Pain and Solitude
PoetryFor every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every per...
