soul voyage

walking alone through the desert like a lonesome predator my soul journeys through the desert but not as a predator but as the prey stepping across the dunes sand getting into its eyes on every grain a memory is stamped a memory from my life and dreams it cries from happyness and sorrow as the memories fly by it the eternal wind blows away the happyness bringing once distant black sands blowing it into my soul my soul became dark like the sand scraped and cut by its grains grains with razor ends darkness embarks my soul burrying it into the sand the wind made a grave for my soul writing an epitaph for everyone to know that here under the sand lies once proud and strong soul full of love and life that was drained from it leaving nothing inside in a way the death of my soul is not sinister or sad my soul was destroyed and in it there was nothing left to kill...