Abandonment, Audrey Lin ’22

Audrey Lin ’22

Abandonment

The sun grows dark and the days grow cold, As people lose faith in the tales of old. The starlight falls, a shadow born; The battlefield cries, the call of the storm.

Despair gathers in the eyes of the old, A companion lost, a memory sold. The mist still rises, the shadows grow deep, And ill will gathers in the heart of your sleep.

Loneliness exists in a part of my soul, And none will be left when my story is told: An abandoned village, a desolate stream, Naught but a soul, friends but a dream.

I wander in this wilderness all alone, My voice but a whisper: “I want to go home.”