blank as a sheet of parchment devoid of ink,
loneliness becomes his companion...
important things poison his mind,
a hint of emptiness fills his soul...
how can they turn their backs?
forsaking him to face the world, unprepared...
they desire to see him step up, unchallenged...
they long to see him take control of what they left behind...
but all they can see is a child, lost and confused...
there's no one to call, nowhere to run, nobody to trust...
seeking refuge from the chaos that surrounds him...
finding sanctuary in his own darkness...
how can the world be too harsh?
what is left to hold on to?
where is the future as it was foretold?
why does time deprive him of its essence?
maybe someday the answers will be revealed...
maybe one day this child will realize
that he has grown to be what he is destined to be...
and that they haven't left him after all...
'til that day comes...
solitude will be his companion,
and nothingness will fill his soul...
