Ravaged
Ravaged
If I could become a child again
knowing the warmth and love
the caress and the kindness
able to shed the treachery and villainy
leaving behind the long eras of misery
and the deeply ingrained curse of the unknown forces
The desire to start again strong
to tread new paths
and away from the roads of misery
Want to leave behind me
the often travelled roads
giving not fruits of joy but
cups of woe
When will there be an end of this swinging
Between the fire and shade
Fire only giving ashes
ashes leading to doom
No soul has survived the fire
the fire that leaves all burned and bruised
leading to no glory or purpose
how would one douse the fire at all
hnd give a new life to the soul