The sweetest child who the world adorned.
That beauty gone, that child ‘s been scorned…… ‘’only to be, never seen’’
Now hopelessly circled round his empty bed.
Whispers silence, thoughts left unspoken of his untimely dead.
He left a note on his desk, spelling out his last request, before embarking on his final quest.
He was sought by all who longed for love, never to be found again, never asked what he’s been thinking of, or asked to be their friend.
Chased by a symphony of whispers, followed by a song long gone, no one to sing to him, as theirs no one to hold on…………‘’still dreaming of being loved’’
That child that used to hold your hand, a touch so cold and never understood. Leaving his comfy home, as he almost gave them a second chance.
The clock ticks louder, now that their child has been lost, somewhere out there. To run from and never be sought……………….’’only to be ignored again’’
Merely forgotten, he walks a clouded path, lost his way, yet following his silenced heart. Crossed the way, not even a meager look, cast upon him by those who took,……
‘’His fragile life, his dream to die. Just so that someone else would see him’’
Left his home, never warmth his bed, mother weeping, his family forever sad. Yet still no one knows his name, of the child who simply lost his way.
‘’The loneliest child, that dead boy, found his home in this final poem. ‘’
---An unwanted poet, a long lost boy---