The Boy Poem by Barry Hughes

The Boy



There’s a boy that I know who feels all alone
He’s hurting inside and afraid he’ll be shown
That there are things in his life he’ll never forget
The people he’s hurt and how he’ll regret
That he loved her so much when she was so fickle
Now his hearts only feeling is deaths icy sickle
Killing all hope and every good dream
Destroying his life, or so it would seem
But as he gets close to ending it all
She ask his forgiveness, ending his fall
He starts to believe her but something feels wrong
She looked in his eyes a moment to long
He saw in her eyes what her face didn’t show
And the things that he saw made the tears start to flow
He saw her true feelings and that’s when he heard
All the lies that she’s told, every last word
Then her face melts away leaving nothing but steam
The thoughts were his own, it was all just a dream
When he wakes up, he struggles to stand
There’s no voice of compassion and no helping hand
Now he’s back on his feet awake but befuddled
Lost in his thoughts and even more troubled
He remembers the past and promises made
How he wished for a friend and the price that he paid
The things that she’s said have ripped him apart
And he loved her so much that he took them to heart
But it hurts him the most when she runs away
She’s part of his life and he needs her to stay
Because the hole that she leaves no one can heal
She leaves him so empty there’s nothing to feel
This boy that’s in trouble is lost and confused
He’s got nowhere to hide and he’s afraid to be used
He’s hurting inside and he wants you to see
That the boy in this story is really just me.

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