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My soul screams, ashamed, abandoned,battered, bleeding,
For what was my mission? just what was I needing?
Who puppets my strings? who beleagers my road?
Who fires my blood? who could lighten my load?

Blindly I search, try to locate my path,
At every turn, frustrated, hear the devils laugh.
I inhabited this body, this existence and this time.
Surely I thought' that knowledge would be mine.

Instead I am falling into the blackest abyss,
The pain never ends and it never does miss.
How long can I live under a unlucky star?
Is this all there is? do I never go far?

I've strived and I've struggled, always tried to be good,
I've forfeited and sacrificed as much  as I could.
Still I cannot find peace or content,
I understand this is a journey, just not what is meant.