"The Lament of a Lost Soul" - A Voicemail from the Abyss

-By Matthew Alan Rivera

I am a lost soul, wandering in the dark

Searching for meaning, in a world that's stark

I am a prisoner, of my own mind

Trapped inside, a labyrinth I cannot find

I am a bird, with a broken wing

Fluttering helplessly, and trying to sing

But my voice is silenced, by the

"The Lament of a Lost Soul" - A Voicemail from the Abyss

-By Matthew Alan Rivera

I am a lost soul, wandering in the dark

Searching for meaning, in a world that's stark

I am a prisoner, of my own mind

Trapped inside, a labyrinth I cannot find

I am a bird, with a broken wing

Fluttering helplessly, and trying to sing

But my voice is silenced, by the pain within

And I'm left to suffer, in this lonely din

I am a flower, that's wilted and died

With petals fallen, and tears that have dried

For I have lost my way, in this cruel world

And I am left to wander, in this emptiness curled

I am a mirror, that's shattered and scarred

Reflecting the hurt, and the pain that's jarred

For I've seen worse and worst, that this life can bring

And I'm left with nothing, but sorrow to cling

I am a river, that's flowed with tears

And I've washed away, all my hopes and fears

But no matter how far, no matter how hard I try to run

I'm left with nothing, but this lamenting song

So I'll keep wandering, in this endless night

And I'll keep searching, for a ray of light

For I know that someday, I'll be found

And I'll break free, from this lamenting sound.