The Lost Child
My eyes fall heavy.
I lay down to rest
And awaken in a world
My memories fly around me;
I reach out to touch them
And fall into the past.
I see myself,
A lost child searching for home.
I shiver as I remember the fear I was in.
I go to grab my past self's hand,
Leading myself back home,
But I'm invisible.
All I can do is listen to my cries.
I watch as my younger self's eyes fall heavy and lay under the bench,
And awaken to the present moment.
A single tear falls from my cheek,
As I'm still the lost child.