Soul's Sorrow

Crashing thunder drowns the cries

of lost souls begging to be set free.

Bewilderment resounds amidst

bleak skies shrouded in darkness.



Alas! Heaven's gate remains closed...

who carries the key? cry the nomads,

searching hopelessly for salvation.

Drowning in sorrow – they grieve for eternity.



Desperation resounds with agonizing

mourning for what was lost ~

no more to know the healing touch of love;

left to wander in agony for infinity.



Drenched in the tainted blood

of the Prince of Darkness,

I fall to my death, no more to cry...

yet no more to hope...or to dream.