Deep within the recesses of my lonely being I find solace in the sounds of a whispering soul.
It sooths my inner despair and quiets my deafening cries of pain. I reach inside desperately grasping for hope a shred of possibility but nothing do I find but a hollow space.
Longing for peace seeking a way to end this despair but all I have is a whispering soul.
Forsaken by the one heart that completes every part of me.
There is no sadness more profound then the one of a whispering soul.
I listen waiting for his voice to comfort me.
I open my heart and wait for his warm words to fill me.
Only pain fills my heart as it gently caresses my forsaken soul.
A soft tender whisper floats in to my beating heart alas it is the whispering soul seeking a peaceful place to rest.
There is no peace here soul.
Away with you I have but pain here loneliness and despair.
Seek another who's love has not forsaken them.
I am forever to be a lost heart without love who longs for her own whispering soul.