Lost

One time hence I was on a road,
Walking through a morning frost,
On my back was the heavy load
Of dreams and lovers found and lost.

I respect the angels that guide me
For the job they have is no easy task.
I doubt, if they wanted, they'll ever go free,
But all it would take is for them to ask.

Dream a dream, cry to sleep.
Darkness touched my soul today,
Reality takes a flying leap
Into the crimes I must repay.

I've made new order in my life,
A new feeling's entered my soul.
Lost I am in inner strife,
Broken once to be made whole.



Note: There are no crimes, as this is fictional. I really like this one.