Incomplete Lament

I aint no warrior
Aint no knight to wage a war
To fight the savage shadows
The atrocious irony
Like thorns embedded
Athwart the rosy delicacies
Jinxed cursed and bleeding
Muddled is my unwritten destiny
I aint no serene princess
Aint no goddess of heavenly bliss
Just another obscure soul
That succumbs to mystique poignancy
Withering away with the wind
Carried away like fallen autumn leaves
To seek hues of a new horizon
Of solace truth and eternal peace
Nascent emotions ruthlessly corroded
Molested mutilated and thoroughly eroded
Intoxicated into melancholic slumber
Wandering amidst myriad illusions
Wading past the puddles of timeless memoirs
Wounds and bruises slowly seal
Leaving scars that time cant heal.