Lost Boy

Stone cold, sandstone;
stand still, engage no thrill.
Wind breaks down,
sandstone to ground;
tears glue you back together...
My tears.

I weep for you & your broken heart;
your lonely soul,
your devious art.
Your beautiful, devious art.

Fade into air,
let it carry you anywhere
you dream.
You still dream,
don't you?

I know they're dark.
I know they leave you
lying awake;
alone.
Hopeless.

Is it enough
if I have hope
for you?
If I have dreams
for you?

I know you live in the dark;
shadows are easy to love
when they follow you
everywhere.


Without a second thought,
I would willingly
give you my light;
despite the cost.
Don't stay lost.

c.marie