WHERE DOSE A WOUNDED SOUL GO

Where does a wounded soul go, when the world no longer feels like home When every crowded room feels empty, and every road is walked alone. Does it drift among old memories, where forgotten voices softly call Or hide within the darkest corners, where no one looks for it at all. Perhaps it wanders through the night, beneath cold stars that never weep. Carrying every broken promise, and every dream it could not keep. And when its weary journey ends, far beyond the pain it used to know, it finally finds the peace denied in life the place all wounded souls must go.