Roaming Soul

by catherine   Dec 17, 2006


Not the people,
Nor the place.
It is the life,
With a non-showing face.

The places I travel,
Are empty and lost.
I wish to flee,
Or it is my life's cost.

I am not sad,
Or depressed.
I am just lost and lonely,
Confused and suppressed.

I do not belong.
But that's fine with me.
Cause I am a roaming soul,
Which will forever be free.

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  • 17 years ago

    by NinjaGirl

    This is a really good poem 5/5 brilliantly written

    ~NinjaGirl~

  • 17 years ago

    by XfromwithinX

    Hi thnx for your comment i like this one because, it rhymes and sings and has really good ideas behind it. laura xxx

  • 17 years ago

    by Scrittore

    "I am not sad,
    Or depressed.
    I am just lost and lonely,
    Confused and suppressed." I would describe that as sad and depressed, but I like your definition. Great poem, 5/5!
    ~Scrittore

  • 17 years ago

    by Andre

    Realy good work and detail:)

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