The Depths of the Heart

In the darkness (poem)

Nobody knows him because he's been lost,
But now he's been found.
Nobody sees him he was carried away by the crowed.
The coward in the moon light,
Doesn't deserve to hide his face from the crowed.
He was lost in the moonlights gaze.
As he stood there taking in the many,
Faces of the man in the moon.
All we can say is he was a star of a storm.
When he found out his father abandon,
His only child,
In the moonlight, in the moonlight.
As the Angels gaze at the lost boy,
With stars gliding across his sorrow,
Filled eyes.
The Angels saw him,
Yeah the Angels gave him the blood,
Of a man who stood where he stands,
With pleading eyes of a lost soul.
He was lost in the sea of people,
He was a story untold,
He was a book nobody wanted,
For the tattered up spine,
And the messed up cover,
And for the words that were burned,
For saying the things we didn't want to hear.
Are you listening to him...
As his soul burns in the candlelight?
Are you actually thinking the man,
In the moon is his father?
Yeah well listen closely, his father,
Was weak in the hands of his lover,
His mother raised one on her own,
Sure a pice of cake but not for a women,
Who can't even see that her own son is,
Suffering under the moon lite night.
As he pulls out his best suit for he doesn't want to be late.
Tick tock the moonlight falls as the sun,
Begins to rise.
The lost, but now found boy,
Who drinks away the memories,
With a bloody cup with his fathers name all over it,
He on his bed with a pill in his hand,
For all the more wonders of just one drug.
Can drag a man down in two doses,
So he lets a long sigh out as if he's been,
Thinking of what the Angels will say.
Takes the second pill but drowns it down with water this time,
As if to drown out the memory of the Devils eyes staring back at him as he looks himself in the mirror,
One last time...

He's gone and so is the lost boy in the crowed, the moonlight sets stilling the,
Night as the stars scream in the silents of a word that has no value and no other meaning,
Death of a man, of a boy, of the moonlight.

Note:
Waking up from a dream sucks,
But he wasn't in a dream he was cast into the darkness by us we did this to him...
He was just a boy and yet we are the reasons why we judge, drank, and serenader our selfs to death it's self because we can't handle life.