Give me back
The warm days where the wind
Brushed against my skin so gentle.
Give me back the place
Where I used to hide whenever
Darkness set in.
Under the floor of the theatre, my little alcove,
With benches and a railing to lean against
As I would breathe in the smell of summer.
With comforting trees nearby
To sleep in if I so desired.
Give me back the days so long that I felt
My heart could not handle the strain.
It was there that I found myself.
There amongst broken hearts and
Troubled minds.
It was there. In those nights that
Stretched on forever into the
Wild expanses of sky beneath
Full moons where we’d dance.
And play…
Give me back
The people
Who fed my mind
And sheltered my soul.
I would do
Anything
To exist in those nights
Again.