Wings of Solitude

Beyond my gaze
Lies a wasteland
A ghost town filled with polluted streets
Shops with boarded up windows
Blood stains on the pavement
Staying over for weeks

This place do not feel like home
Purpose has been left unknown
Roaming around the streets at night
To shed light of this isolation

Not even the wings of solitude
Can help me numb this pain
Abandoned homes, a haven for some
The smell still lingers in the air
Polluted by the fumes of cars

I cannot climb my way out of hell
Losing sensation, pure desecration
This crooked hill
Cannot set my soul free



Credits
Writer(s): Kenna Warne
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