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The Wandering Souls

June 20, 2018
By InkyOwl GOLD, Bloomington, Indiana
InkyOwl GOLD, Bloomington, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
Where Words fail, Music speaks.
~Hans Christian Anderson

Drifting through fog,

Whispers of pain;

Nothing to cling to-

Nothing to gain.


Can't reach the ground,

Can't reach the air.

Dying by living-

No Breath to share.


Crimson ink stains

Chapters and Charts,

Drawing the curtains-

Shuttering hearts.


Still limping on,

Broken, bent, bruised;

Relinquishing Hope-

Trampled and used.


Tears and Blood mix, 

Brought forth by shards

Of hearts, hopes, and dreams-

Tearing at Scars.


Droplets fall up, 

Sprinkling the sky: 

Forming the Wishes

For which We cry.


Grasping these Stars,

I give them to you. 

This is who We are-

It's what We do.


Giving up Life

To make Lives whole;

We are the Spirits

Of Wandering Souls.

The author's comments:

I was inspired by the idea of an invisible person who is broken inside, but uses their pain to help others. Shout out to all of you out there who know this feeling...

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