One broken soul,

Stands alone.

For the pureness of life

Has long since taken refuge

In the hearts of others.

Yet, it searches relentlessly,

And finds no solace

In the cold depths of its true origin.

One simple solution,

Disappears into the night.

Unaware of the pain to ensue.

The flames of evil devour the precious air

That surrounds the life which cannot breathe love.

One broken soul,

Suffocates alone.

--Wes Kipler