I lost my soul
long ago.
It did not know
where
to go.
It sought the truth
and still doesn't
know
how much
longer
it has to go.

To find itself,
how does it
begin
to see
the bright side
until
the end?
With colossal wings
a darkness reigns
while
brightness dies
from
deep within,

where

a

soul

exists

but 

can
not

sing!