Never Knew

Withered into shapes unknown, My heart is searching,  growing old, Weary walking  through shattering cold, I never knew a heart  could be this bold, I wonder,  where does this strength lie?, Does it lie in my muscles, or my mind?, Is it pure will to keep searching, to find?, Because life is unforgivable, and unkind, I walk through the  fires of fate,  Always late, Wondering if there is a love, I may hold, In all the stories of love  I have ever been told, I have never known,  the power of a soul