My collection of poetry and short stories

Soul

Horrendous pain damaged a beautiful soul, that now barely has the strength to carry on. Yet through bomb filled battlefields, it trudges on. Going toward the so called light. It can not continue when it has no more hope. There is no light to be seen. This soul's journey is soon to end, unless the darkness begins to recede.
Otherwise the soul will crumble, and be thrown into oblivion.