a home for happiness

a song calls out in the winter's night, but to no avail
for a lad cries deeply, his tears turning to ice as they fall
he knows not love nor joy, but only true sorrow and pain
he cannot experience life as the others are more than able

the boy settles into the comfort of his own nightmare
he knows his fate, his true feelings and his own wants
choose he did not his own suffering, but they are still his
and for his lifetime, his own personality will torment him

doctors, scientists, and clergymen all try to fix him
but their potions cannot provide a salve for his wounds
for they are eternal, as the markings in the great lamb's book
and his markings will be with him throughout the ages

what happiness does this boy have, what dreams can survive?
do his own aspirations and desires die with the holy flame?
when will he know to step forward, back, up, down, or aside?
how can he know, when the realities of life torment him so?