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The Lost Boy Revisited by Curt Mongold

Sunset shows the bruised cheeks of the clouds that pass him by,
another wave of darkness and he falls through silenced sighs,
the locked door with no key is cracking in its state of mind,
before a tempest filled with memories once left behind,

Now in the blackened corner hides the lost boy all alone,
for even this is better than the pains of flesh and bone,
his world is bitter wasteland where the leafless, ashen trees,
let lifeless winds blow as he crawls upon his hands and knees,

searching for the comfort that he knows he'll never find,
because the world outside is apathetic, dumb and blind,
still the lost boy raises feeble hands into the air,
in hopes that someone looking would be kind enough to care,

but no one's coming this day and the lost boy knows it's true,
so he returns back to his corner, hidden out of view,
to hide amongst the ancient walls built by his tortured screams,
that is his penitentiary of soiled and broken dreams.

He embraces all the darkness he has come to know so well,
the only home he's ever known, down in the depths of hell.

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Author Notes
I penned "The Lost Boy" some time ago, and this was an unfinished piece I had written a year or two later. Now complete, I offer it to you as an addendum to that piece, and I thank you for stopping in to read it.

     

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