The Lost Soul

As I chose the path of selfish needs I heard my heart beat with echoes. Not only did I turn away the life of servitude I turned my back to my creator. My existence had no purpose and my purpose Long forgotten. My mind became my world and alone I longed to be. I forced answers for myself figuring out who I was, But the more time I spent figuring things out I left life and slowly died. He placed his hand on my shoulder as I indulged in worthless remedies. The pain he felt as I chose crippling habits. The aching pain of a dry soul left me mute. I felt ashamed and saw a stranger in my shadow. But at my side he called and whispered “surrender” I told him “I disappointed you”, He said “my love is eternal as is the universe.”