Under the bed with dust and thread
Forgotten voices dreams misled
Paint chipped cracked and uniforms worn
Left behind and hearts forlorn
In the shadows whispers low
Marching drums that lost their glow
Plastic ranks in silent stare
Waiting for the kid who cares
Toy soldiers forgotten in the night
Once the heroes of every fight
Now they wait beneath the gloom
In a world that feels like an empty room
Old battles fought in tiny wars
In the corners of childhood drawers
Action halted in full stride
Lost in the mess where memories hide
Daylight breaks through a crack so thin
A hope that light might call them in
But dust keeps piling on their backs
Lost in time no way to track
Toy soldiers forgotten in the night
Once the heroes of every fight
Now they wait beneath the gloom
In a world that feels like an empty room