Oct 11, 2018

Where Most Dare Not Go

Lost In Never Land

He died inside so long ago.
All was lost to all he'd know--
the bitter cold had took his heart,
and from the world he wished to part.

Those who knew him knew him not,
for deep inside his hopes did rot.
For with no hope one is not man,
can't look ahead to dream nor plan.

And so he wandered 'cross the land
in search of things he'd understand,
but all to him was always wrong,
and all he loved were too far gone.

He tried to end it many times,
convinced no cure could ease his mind,
and all the cures of gods and men
could not restore what had not been...