Lonesome and blue,
Am I,
But why?

People of kindness,
Surround my being,
Knock on my door,
To see if I’m home

I hide in the basement,

Darkness and cold,

Passing the time,
With ashes and coal

I long to reach out,
Like a branch in the breeze,
But I am weighed down by life,
Like the floor of the seas

A stone wall surrounds me,
Taller than Gods,
Taller than Man

Separating myself,
From all that I love

Here I sit,
On the mountain’s edge,
With the clearest view,

Memories resurface,
With perfect time,
With perfect tune

It was I who built this wall,
One day in my youth
To protect me,
From all that I fear,
And all that I love

Now,
In my adulthood,
I wish to knock down this wall,
Back into the ground,
From which it arose

But alas,
It is here where I live,
It is here where I grow

Lonesome and blue,
Am I