Poem

 

Even a soul with a heart filled with joy can break.
Even a mind with thoughts of dreams can 

fall into darkness and forever be lost.
Even eyes that knows what it sees can 

wander itself lost in the wilderness
 

Monsters and beasts hunting you like a prey 

and never forgets the taste of blood. 

But still we smile and pretend as nothing is our endless road

Blooms like red roses and fall asleep like crows.

Not even the light in the horizon can give us hope.
Our hero left us with autumn wind and 

the wolf beyond the mountains still walks alone.

~ NB