JW (March 29,1975 / Cambridge, Ohio)

The Nothing In My Soul

There once was vibrant thought where now only a
Hollow shell remains. Memories now are
Echoing through the dark corners of the
Nothing. And I am left in here, alone.

On the trail of time stained thoughts I must stay
To maintain my grip on life. Although marred
Hidden and forbidden, my past I see
Is more to me than my flesh and my bone.

Now it takes from me the last part of day
Grazing my psyche and soul leaving scar
Inside scar. Leaving no ability
Necessary for to safely hone

Mind and muscle into strength and forte
Yearning to reclaim the last broken part
Shinning hope that remains after all free
Original memories are all gone.

Unless courage remains to call her name
Love and reason will fail to be reclaimed


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