The Wayward Soul
A ray of sunshine choked by stormclouds,
by Justin Reamer
A beautiful smile whisked away by
A gust of wind before the blink of an eye,
A lonely soul ponders, solitary and dejected.
Isolated entirely from society,
It wonders whether anyone knows it:
Its thoughts, its dreams, its aspirations.
Does anyone know its feelings,
The capsizing ship in the stormy sea,
A wellspring of tears dropping from its eyes?
Does its existence even matter?
The heart, whatever it may happen to be,
Drifts along the waves in the lonely sea,
Seeking a friend, but finding none,
It sits alone on its makeshift raft,
Forever a soul lost on the open ocean.