Chapter 11 - Alone

Alone

Its a sickness that everyone has
Everyone except for a lonely wolf
Love is something he will never have
All he can do is love himself

He yurns for it
He would kill for it
But try as he might
His soul remains a bottomless pit

To love and lost
Is what they say
A warrior has nothing
When the fight is done for the day

All the fortune in the world
Cannot get him what he desires
His heart remains broken
Life has put out his fires

Passion he is not familiar
Love he was never told
Beauty he has never seen
His entire life has run cold