Lost Boys

Lost boys who lose

themselves to pain.

Find their place

amongst the vein.

Could this help

my broken soul?

To lose myself

to rock'n'roll?

To take the leap

I never knew I could.

To do the thing

I never thought I would.

The rush is now.

The time is right.

I feel so high. 

I feel so light. 

No care, no stress,

no worry, no pain. 

No love, no heart,

amongst the vein. 

Irrational thought.

Transactional bind. 

Sleep, rinse, repeat.

See what you find.

Lost boys who lose 

themselves to pain.

Cry at night,

with guilt and shame. 

By Danny Nercessian