Never Ever Real by Mike Williams 01/20/2016 @ 6:01 P.M.
Rusted, dusty, worn out, and left forgot.
Hung up long, long ago in the old shed,
With cobwebs and paper nests in my head.
I’m lost as a child in a crowded store,
Crying from fear and fright by the door.
Searching, and looking, but I can not find,
Separated from mom for the first time.
I’m dark as a shadow upon the wall,
Eerie and alone with no voice at all.
Trapped, and dependant, and stretching out long,
Aimless and wondering where I belong.
But of all these things that I mostly feel,
Your love for me was never ever real.