Growing hope

 Growing up
He was alone
In a large family
Often mesmerized
By the starlight
Gazing
Foreboding himself
From dreaming big
Floating
Restoring hope
His only escape
His toys and games
The weekly magazine
The friends in school
Barely 13
Scared and confused
Growing hope
In the back garden of his mind
Watering hope
Staying for extended periods inside
Leaving his room
Is simply forbidden
Completely consumed
By everything that's missing
If it weren't for the garden
His siblings too
His guardians
He wouldn't be breathing now
Floating up above us all
Soaring like a cloud
Rotten hope
Carrying his small dreams
A country collapsing
A figurative fire
Consuming everything
He shall never be weak again
Forbidden from repeating mistakes
Wasting time
As if he has any to spare
His only crime
Giving into despair
Throwing hope
At those who come knocking
His door always open
"Come inside everyone
Let me help
Let me repair that which is broken"
Fixing all their problems
No matter if they're many or few
Promising himself that one day
He'll get around to fixing his own, too
Smile on face
Headset on ears
Ready to move
Pretend that his growing fear
Is not there
Clawing hope
Once glowing hope
The flame burns softly
The fire fades slowly
The lantern leading the way
Is burning low
Freezing cold
In the snowless desert
Deserted and alone
Daring to weather the storm
Again and again and again
Holding on
Grasping tight
In his backyard
He is so, so tired
Roaming hope
Hoping to inspire
Save as many as he can
From that which made him, him
Smile
Show no weakness
Cry quietly in bed

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