kokei

eyes searching,
but never found
hollow boy
lost in a crowd

hands out stretched
nothing to hold
slipping
fading away

falling, or floating
it all feels the same
no reason or cause,
noone to blame

transparent,
see through
shallow and dim
just the ghost of the boy
noone to remember him

whispers like winds
a breeze on your ear
yealling and screaming
still nothing to fear

touching your neck
you feel such a shiver
the touch of his hand
and you feel the cold quiver

he is nothing to see
he has no voice to hear
he has no hand to hold
just a story that's told