King of Lost Souls

Ghosts of bitter sorrow reign within my somber, dark domain tears of Angels streak my walls cast aside, they walk these halls voices echo in the night whispers of their lonely plight lost souls searching, drawn to me window to the living sea I am haven for their grief I am king of disbelief hidden here like tears in rain they find solace in my pain

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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