i wander

I wander this wasteland of living death

soul shriveling, bones drying,

dragons Fear and Terror guard my exit,

cold Darkness envelopes me.

how long will the gods curse me to

wander this city of tombs.

ghastly ghouls Doubt and Discouragement

lure me toward the abyss.

cracked earth moistened by tears.

will I ever feel trickle of freedom on my brow?

Will I ever feel embrace of acceptance?

will I ever feel warmth of love? Or

will I forever wander?

derli (LMG)

3/25/2005