The wind can blow and the snow can fall, I'll watch as the land is covered in a sparking, dazzling white blanket. But here I'll stay, once and for all. I'm tired of standing alone, waiting for someone to be my friend, like you did so many years ago. Though, then, I was without a home. You built me up and showed me fun, told me you'd always be by my side but somewhere along the way, you ran away and our friendship was done. I decided to run away like you, however I ran from everything and everyone even myself. You made it seem like the thing to do... For days on end I ran away, through the blinding storm and freezing cold, scared outta my mind. Yet I longed for pain to stay. Somehow I found a big crooked tree, sturdy and calm with nothing for miles around, except a grassy ground. I sat down and made it a part of me. Forever this would be my home hiding me in the shadows of its huge trunk and letting me stay quiet and alone. |
I thought, at one time, that this could simply all exist for one special person. That was a huge mistake, this is for everyone to find meaning in. Take what you will how you will, enjoy or not, all of that is up to you. I can create what I am inspired to and leave it here in hopes someone will find this feeling that it is for them and only them, while the anyone can feel this way and understand the point - finding meaning in yourself. If you've found this, I love you even more.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Alone
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