The dead rise
From their graves
Searching for
Their lost souls
They're wandering
Over miles of barren land.

Their souls aren't
Here on Earth
They're no where
That can be reached.

They've been cast
Into oblivion.
They're bound to
Walk the earth
For eternity.

They continue
To search for their souls
Even though
It's completely futile.
They have no sense
Of giving up
They'll keep searching
Until the end of time.

I liked it - it was deep and original; the only thing I'd work on if I were you is this stanza:

"Their souls aren't
Here on Earth
They're no where
That can be reached."

I don't know, it just kind of doens't fit with the rest..

But I liked it :)

Taylor``

This has the feel of purgatory from Dante's Inferno. Nice work!