An Echo from the Past and Beautifully Broken

(a double sonnet)

He is a young man still coming of age
But he likes to dwell in a fantasy
At times it’s become difficult to gauge
How deep his emotions are lost at sea
But he loves to hold on to these old things
Carrying a burden that he won’t cast
Wearing his divorced parents’ wedding rings
‘Round his neck like an echo from the past
He’s a dreamer of love long lost and gone
A nostalgic of days he can’t recall
A broken home will leave a child withdrawn
Building up stonewalls that will never fall
Life is a river of unforeseen turns
Sometimes it pleases and sometimes it burns…

…And yet his condition gives him an edge
He processes things in a different way
It’s as if his newest passion and pledge
Lets him stay focused without any sway
He’s able to shut down many other things
But sometimes these blinders won’t help the youth
And yet once he’s able to spread his wings
The view up there will let him see the truth
For now he’ll walk that long and lonely road
Reliving the past and burning with rage
Until he forgives - he’ll stay in this mode
As the young man is still coming of age
For all the dreams and fantasies spoken
He’s a bright soul, beautifully broken