Where do
the lost ones
go?
Where is it that they wander to
when they leave behind their shadows
and a growing pool of tears?
Where do the souls
who were never completed
drift off to
when they finally realize
that they are lost?
Where do they go,
why do they go,
why can’t they stay
just a little bit longer
to find the light that they seek?
If they could just wait
a little bit longer,
they would find that
everything
they need
is right in front of them,
Right within their grasp.