A Soul in Darkness

My dreams are like a bird
Soaring on blithe wings
Trying to touch the sky

My hope is like a star
Bright as a hundred suns
Lighting my dark nights

My heart is like a gaping hole
Open to the world
Waiting to be filled

My voice is like a cricket
Chirping into the deep void
Of a vast empty wilderness

My soul is like a flame
Flickering in the night
Fighting against
Getting extinguished by the cold

My life is like a storm
Full of thunder and fury
Fading quickly away into eerie calm

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