A winter’s day
In a deep and dark December
I am alone
Gazing from my window
To the streets below
On a freshly fallen, silent shroud of snow
I am a rock
I am an island
I’ve built walls
A fortress, steep and mighty
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship
Friendship causes pain.
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain.
I am a rock
I am an island
Don’t talk of love
Well, I’ve heard the words before
It’s sleeping in my memory
And I won’t disturb the slumber
Of feelings that have died
If I never loved, I never would have cried
I am a rock
I am an island
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room
Safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock
I am an island
And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries
Simon & Garfunkel
I wish my life was non-stop Hollywood movie show-a fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes.
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain, and celluloid heroes never really die.
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No exactly where I was going with this, but it has good fit. Thank you.
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LOL! I understand that everything is an illusion but I have a hard time truly believing it. Maybe I can use my illusion?
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