He's afraid to love the way he should
'cause he's still haunted by his childhood
He doesn't try to care anymore
now he's on his own, but what for?

He tries his hand at many things
looking to find hope in something
Maybe sex can fill that hole
that burns deep within his soul.

The sadness that in his eyes
looks at me beyond disguise
While he embraces me with trust
he wants to lose himself to lust.

He asks if I would sleep with him
to immerse myself deep within
The feeling that's like nothing else
together we could lose ourselves.

I reach out to him with my hands
trying to listen and understand
But he only wants to try and hide
from the hurt he's locked inside.

He thinks that there is no escape
for this is the path his life will take
Happy in the face of things
he hides the emptiness within.
 

But he is stronger than he knows
through the highs and the lows
He won't stumble, he will not fall
when he comes to face it all.

And though his search is not in vain
he will come to know again
That love is not found in a bed
but from your heart and soul instead.

I hope and pray that he will find
a love of everlasting kind
And through that love he'll come to know 
that all he had to do was grow.

© Christina
1987

"I wrote this poem about a guy that I knew. He was a funny guy, and friendly, though he had a sad childhood full of lost hope and empty promises of a broken home. These aspects of his childhood reflected in the life he led. He was searching, always searching and never finding. He found what he thought was the love he yearned and searched for....lust. I was flattered when he wanted me, but I didn't see it as his answer. After we left school, we went our separate ways, and I heard that he married and moved to Queensland. I just hope now that his search is over.... he deserved love and happiness."