What does it mean to be alone?
It's not always simply "On your own."
What does it mean to be one against all?
To have not one set of arms in which you could fall.
If you set me down on a dark night in June
In the woods so thick I could not see the moon
Well I would not sit and wait, nor get up and walk
I'd listen to the wind and I'd just let it talk
Like a ship cast out into a stormy sea
You'd find not one person asked to help me
Can you imagine a morning without another man's chime?
Can you imagine a rich man with not one single dime?
I surely can't and so I try not
So once more alone into the abyss I trot
You think this poem is scattered and unknowing
But I promise within a plot is growing
Now think as if you were alone in the dark
And you heard a wolf yip and bark
Who's arms do you imagine holding you tight?
Who's warm, soft whisper could save you that night?
If someone is painted in your head I do swear
You are not alone, for it is them that is there.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:15 AM UTC
We met with total innocence
Not an action between us begging repentance
I didn't know emotionally we'd grow and delve
I mean after all we were only 12
We first exchanged names and spoke of her body
This was all in the times when your girl was "Shawty"
I did not speak for months at a time
And then ran right back as if all was fine
But deep in that girl was a burning fire
Not innocent or naive she had a woman's desire
When we first truly touched there was nothing amiss
I first felt her lips with that slow gentle kiss
I knew in that moment that she'd touched me deep
This could be the first girl to know the way I used to weep
Fastforward a year and it looked like we'd never mend
That girl wouldn't give up and I just wanted it all to end
A deep dark place held me so very tight
A large black shadow blocked out all of Earth's light
And that shadow stays
So I've found a method to be happy without the Earth's rays
I've found sunlight elsewhere in that same girl
I'm still begging every day to get one more whirl
So I'll wait and I'll wait for her wall's gates to divide
And I'll keep myself right here by her side
I know not what comes tomorrow, or tonight, or in the end
All I know for sure is I'm in love with my best friend.
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC