The Child Who Was Never Named

The waves rocked hard.

the skies became dark..

My tears ran down.

throat sore from the sounds.

All i remember is your hand.

"Will you please come back?"

your locked far away.

never knew you anyway.

but i feel connected deep down.

I can't help but frown about it now.

Day after day i hide these feelings.

"I would look insane" i would say.

Until one day i remembered your name.

i remembered your name...

I wrote it all down.

Boat,

ocean,

cold,

tears of the old,

and victor, the strange man.

searched all day, till i saw your face.

Looked down, hand closed, feeling shut down.

as i looked, Victor it would read..

and It was all the same...

i looked up your name,

saw a kin who was never named.

researched all day to see not a single name.

"There was a child"

was all i wrote.

"What happened to him"

I thought to myself and answer so far.

"could it of been me?"

No way, i'd say.

He's human, and in no way am i.

trying to sleep it off is hard.

No sleep could reach me

thoughts on a roundabout.

I'll have to speak out.

walked up to the old wise man.

I supplied the facts and he spoke back.

His voice was soft and relaxed

and the answer came back.

came back.