I look around, at the emptiness of the road
My only companion the constant worn out rut of pain
I collapse in disbelief and sorrow, but a voice of calm urges me on
And beyond the barren, battered soul - I begin to live again
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Strands Of Hope
PoeziePoetry, in the form of quatrain, meant to inspire, encourage, and lift the soul.
Soliloquy of Pain
I look around, at the emptiness of the road
My only companion the constant worn out rut of pain
I collapse in disbelief and sorrow, but a voice of calm urges me on
And beyond the barren, battered soul - I begin to live again