Wandering roads of the dying soul.

Wandering roads of the dying soul.

My dying soul is wandering along these roads..

No one to save it..

No one to make it whole..

Along these roads this soul is not alone..

So many wandering down these dying roads…

This dusty path..

The dragging of the dying feet

Not even the dust stirs and comes to life..

So many angels fallen..

So many guilty souls…

So many forgotten..

So many broken..

Along this path so many souls broken.


~*~

by AngelIndeed
posted on 04/25/2008