A Lovelorn Traveller - Dawn Of Winter

So cold this night

Her shroud my grave

Onward I march

On paths unpaved

A solemn sojourner

Bereaved

Alone

Unguided on my way

In solitude I roam

No help

No home

Until my dying day

I am a traveller on life’s dark road

A lovelorn traveller in search of hope

No piece of mind

No one to care

This burden’s mine

My cross to bear