A lost Soul

I walked On the streets on a blue midnight with a lost soul..
I with suit over boot and with shots of drinks under the throat walked along the blue night's snows
I stay underskin true to this ink.. Scratch me up if u wanna see and
Hoist me up by my hooves and shake me up u will know know the same from within me..
O my soul wandering for the ciders that it had tasted and lost
It wanders to find the glory In the starless and a shadowed night, eclipsed by the dark demons that prevent my heart from reaching its counterpart..
It wanders far away..speeds away in to the dismal swamps..
It went along the planets though the path was rugged and sore,
The path has beds of reeds and serpent that feeds; but it never stopped
And when all the souls on the earth sunk to sleep,
It would slumber my eyelids and try to stop them from deadly weeps..
It would clean my flesh covered with blistering dew in the cold
My soul, it lost me in that dark..
It went mad to fine me until it hollowed to a boat of the birchen bark on a calm lake..
But I  was there standing on the other side of the shore..
I called out loud, loud enough for the bark to hear which  would carry my soul off to the shore;
The winds were high and the clouds were dark, and the boat got wrecked and it returned no more..
I so wander along the streets of a blue midnight with a lost soul..