The Sword

The Sword

 

By Windstorm Kells©2006

 

Balanced delicately

Upon edge of a sword

Lost until found in shadows

To find self, you look deep

Yet, understanding is not there

Seeking the answers

Lost in riddles

Who am I?

Within the husk called man

Wanting only happiness

Yet, sorrow found

Who if not me can look deep inside

Reality uncompromising

Unyielding frustration

Sad compromising

Yet, unafraid

Torment of soul screaming

Within my own mind

I am my destiney

Savage in my heart

Serene in my mind

Yet, lost in time