Saturday, 23 June 2012

The Hollow Husk

I gave my soul away,
To whom I cannot recall.
Wandering lonely in the dark,
My hand runs the wet cold wall.
Inside I'm just a rat in a maze:
Inside, an eternal fight.
Whom has the quest to lift this curse,
Who can put it right.
So I wander on waiting
For the day to save my soul,
No light at the end of the tunnel,
No relent in the endless goal.
I fear not in the dark,
Which I do of I,
My own worst enemy;
He whom tells to give up and die.
I wish I could hear,
I wish I only asked why.

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