Lost Soul

just another lost soul
passing by
the soles of her feet
caressing the face of the earth
restlessly wandering
like those of a gypsy
yet leaving no trace behind

when she speaks her
venomous words leave a scar
on those least deserving
she understands why
the desert rose
needs to grow alone
lives and dies unseen

like a fairytale forgotten
untold by time
the beauty of it
feeding the ravens

alas
just another lost soul
am I