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Writer's pictureA Metalhead's Poetry

The Journey

I embark on a journey for my soul

Across frozen wastelands I travel

Into torrent waters I wade

To find my own reflection

To discover my path

I follow the crows

On this journey

I must find

What is

True,

This

Mission

Must not fail

I need to know

I have to find out

Should I be feeding flies

Was I always marked for life

I am trapped in the in-between

Am I where I was supposed to live

Because I have even lost my shadow,

I have no choice but to do this myself

I need to find the door into my soul

Searching to find myself I remain

Sightless through my open eyes

The truth hides within lies

This is my last chance

Nothing else left

Will I find

My own

Name?

I'm

Sitting

In the dark

Hoping for more

Wishing for someone

To heal my fractured soul

Lamenting the chances missed

To grab completion with both hands

Staggering down the road to my grave

I drank the drink of the broken hearted,

I look for truth from my own prison cell

Unbreakable bars made by my heart

Will the time come when I am free

In these four walls I will break

My dying mind straining

My abused heart stops

I tempted fate

Tried my luck

And I

Lost,

Gone

For good

Died a slave

Serving the cruel

The fenzied beatings

The only thanks received

Name set in stone as broken

Lived in chains expired the same

Childhood dreams lost inside my story

I embraced my own crushing destruction.

©Josh West

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