lost

you can't lose yourself just by losing your dream

and you can't find yourself in swimsuit and sunbeam.

you are not lost because you have lost hold of her.

you are not lost, my son, though you may wish you were.

for i never forget you, not night or not day,

i'd have you home safe if i had it my way,

but my way's not life, though i hope for it still

for i never forgot you, and i never will.

though you drown quite away in the drink and the pain,

that cursed liquid will never erase the great stain

of a heart bleeding love from the seams that were burst-

that is lonely at best and so done at its worst.

my heart hurts with yours, though you don't know it does

i claim hollow prayers as you float on your buzz.

the futility links us -- the senseless transcends

as my prayers go unheard and your high always ends.

reminded, revisited, time and again

i can't help but think of how we were back then.

and though in comparison, you now feel lost,

don't sell all love to feel no pain -

it's just not worth the cost.