RedRavenPoems

A troubled mind

A forlorn soul

Wandering the world

Whither shall they go?

Do they find a home in far off lands

Or fall among the ever shifting sands.

Fly across the oceans of the world

Or crash from the heavens a broken soul.

A twisted mind

Filled with hate

Cursing always their fate.

They failed to turn aside before twas too late.

Ripped, torn, split asunder

A crashing blow reminiscent of thunder.

Showed them their errors, their blunder

And left them broken, filled with hopeless wonder.