Lost Boy ~ Weep

A Poem about lost identity through illness

Lost Boy, Weep



My ailment has left me forsaken, forlorn, a freak
Dreams splintered in which I wander bleak



Inside I am the same slim, handsome boy
That sickness blighted, my body, destroyed



In your eyes I no longer see any love for me
I’m a pariah, an outcast, an evictee



I pine mean fate, the misanthropic flirt and coy
For now I live in fear and hurt, devoid



Took him that was a blessed joy, carefree
Left, persona non grata, maladroit, unhappy



My malady is now my yoke but by ploy
Bereft, my isolation’s cloaked, as decoy



Lost value, and gone my self esteem
I long for that which might have been