A picture frame
Or puzzle piece
Thrown in bundles
Heaps
Piles
Of lost memories
And tears held
Deep within-
Broken promises
And agonic screams
Sweetened with the sorrow
Of loneliness
And the sharp scent of blood
Glistening on the tip of the silver blade
And while they swarm
And dance mercilessly
In their endless thick fog of darkness
A transparent
Raindrop full of hope
Silently glides through the broken walls of the
Lost and Found
Of late souls
Searching desperately
Hungrily
For a way out
Because even though it survived the torments
Of the Lost and Found
It still has a long journey
Until it reaches its rightful owner
Who is now waiting
For the sun to creep out
And brighten up the world
So never think
It's too late;
That hope is lost
And never to be found
Because out there somewhere
Hope is making its way
Specially for you
Now be ready to reach out
When the clouds darken the sky
And grab your raindrop
That will sprinkle
Joy and love
Onto your dry face
So hold on tight and don't ever fall within the
Lost and Found