My soul...

My souls struggle amidst hopelessness

My soul wants to fly,
But, it is so shy.
With a heart so broken,
and all its glory taken.
It knows not to smile,
Fears;that pain will pile.

My soul wants to glow,
With all its beauty and grandeur.
But, alas, it remains a dream,
With no one to hear the pain and scream.
So lost and so lonely,
With no hope to hold closely.

My soul wants to fly,
But, it is so shy...(2)