Just feeling so... so empty anymore Trying to feel the fire that was in me The wind gust and made my flame fickle Rains fell and toppled me over an edge
I remember the brightness of my countenance I recall the passion in my woozy heart I still feel the fragrance of peace in my nose I am an alien to my own soul
Sojourner Stranger Outsider Intruder
A broken road before me A broken self in my past A fractured will in my mind No reflection in my eye
Written 8 March 2016... the beginning of my current broken self...