Lost Soul
I travel the sea, I travel the land,
Never satisfied with what's at hand.
I search for many wonderous things,
Along the way meeting different beings.
I have made many friends,
Which I will carry with me to the end.
My journey has been a weary and tiresome one,
But not one completely without fun.
I've seen many a thing, done many a deed,
Trying to leave noone in need.
I travel, I search, I journey, I roam,
I know not what to call my home.
I keep on looking, leaving no stone unturned,
After crossing, countless bridges I have burned.
Leaving behind, a path not taken,
Along with it people I have forsaken.
Ones I have loved, friends I have lost,
Wondering often if it's all for naught.
07/10/97