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Apr 2015
I can't find a good job
And I have no money
And at this point

I don't give a ****
I most likely won't find a good female friend

I'll return to the mountain
Sit on the rock

Sit here all day
Like a monk

Gone Gone, far away
From the concerns of the world

Gone, Gone,
No pain or fear

It would have been fun to be a teacher
But I decided just to forget about it

I am a smart man
But in our economy
It doesn't matter

And so I don't really care anymore
I'll study my history and philosophy

And It would have been fun I guess to meet a woman
A woman that cares

But beauty always leaves my life

Amy she is a sweet woman
A teacher and about my age
We share many of the same interests
She even enjoys watching golf

She enjoys Antique road show, and British comedies
She loves hiking and fitness
She has done alot of travelling

I would have enjoyed it
If she lived nearby
I would like to be friends with her
Good friends who share life and share hugs
I dreamed of meeting a woman like her
To have as a close friend

But only a glimpse is given
Only two days are given to me
A glimpse of someone kind
Of someone loving

She hugged me and said goodbye
When I left
That was kind of her

I always wanted to have a friend like her

But better not to hope
Better not to hope at all
That I can have a friend like her

And so I return to the mountain
Gone, gone, gone
Away, Away, Away

Alone Alone Alone
Like always

It would be nice
To have a friend like you Liz
Someone so kind and caring

Amy is like you in that way

I won't be meeting any women like Amy
Anytime soon

And so I return to the mountain
My home
I dwell in this mountain
I dwell in the high places

I walk the mountains

And when I hiked up telescope peak
With my hiking poles
I strode up the mountain

At 10,000 feet
I reached out my hand
To touch the sky

God is great
I said to myself
God is great

Hiking is beautiful
And I can enjoy it

Jesus is my friend
When I barely have any friends

And the world rejects me
And I do not care anymore

And my loving female friend
She is not coming, she is not coming

The hugs are not coming
The love is not coming
Not coming

I only have some small hope left
Why haven't I learned yet?
Why should I hope at all

About finding my female friend

I would like her to be like Amy
Loving and kind
Spiritual
Amy is that way

May Jesus watch over you Amy
You are an amazing person
A ten year teacher
You are a strong woman like your mother
A lifelong teacher
Whom you said is retiring soon

I wish I lived near you Amy
We could be such good friends
And I know you saw what a loving
And caring man I am
And we discussed our intellectual interests
And it was very enjoyable

And I probably won't ever see you much
Beautiful people they never stay
They never stay
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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