The Missing Poem

There's a poem waiting deep inside my mind

You can try to look but it's something you will never find

This poem holds my deepest hopes and fears

Many that have grown and slowly vanished over the years

It holds lost and fleeting times gone and suddenly past

It's sad and unfortunate how everything can't last

It  even holds dreams that have disintegrated into a fine dust

Every one of them sealed in an old chest faded and full of rust

It holds all the forgotten things, scattered fragments here and there

And it simply can't be found as it could be anywhere