Lost

Elijah so much has changed since you left us.  We've lost faith.  We've lost God.  We've lost so much.  You wrote that you love the Forgotten Souls of this world.  Do you love us?  Can you find us?  Can you help us or is it all just this for the rest of my life?  Will you find this forgotten soul? Did we just build our faith up to have it burn down?  Did chemicals erase you all?  Are we just chemicals?  How can that be?  And yet, I hear you not, I see you not, I know not where you are, I know not where you went I'm lost, a puddle of tears flowing where I know not.  I've held to you.  Your words in your songs are what I hold to hoping you had some wisdom of which you knew not.  I wish you could come hold me, that  I could touch your soft head once more.  I've lost so much.  I hold on to the hope that I will see you again.  Maybe not in this mortal state, but I will hold on to that hope forever because the thought that 23 years was all is not a thought my heart can hold.  Thank you for your music, for your love, for your being.  Without those I'm lost in a labyrinth and downward spiral.