42- My Soul Is A Flame

My soul is a flame dancing on the breeze So proud to have taken away a bit of darkness Proud to have given warmth to a cold world full of hate Where truth has become a weak light And where lies are like blown sand in the eyes Hearts are blind, minds are corrupted and trails are lost ..

My heart can't trust the weakest of winds Fearing total darkness Each breath could be a signal of a potential danger Each smile could be a spark from a black star And each gaze could be the blaze of distraction ..

It's a world of distaste, of despise of devastation Selfishness and greed are the only friends My flame can hardly be fueled by true love A flame getting weaker after each breeze ..

I'm falling into the void Where the only sound I can hear, is the sound of loneliness ..

“The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.” ― Nicholas Sparks