Delusional
I guess
to even think
a friendship
exists
Crazy
even maybe
to hold on
when dreams
evaporate
Hopeful
beyond reason
for the slightest
chance of
reciprocation
Telling
my self
to let go
I am
afraid
Aching
all day
I feel weak
as if
ill
Loneliness
is this
what it feels
so empty
inside
Desperately
clinging to
diversions so as
to forget
everything
God
if possible
can this cup
please pass
me
It is dark
as I wake up
and
it is hard
to adjust
To see the
dim light I
know
must be there
somewhere
Maybe if I
go back to
sleep
It will be
brighter
next year
A journey can go a thousand ways;
o’er see, through forrest, or desert sand
Each time a new wonder
waiting around the bend
The thrill of anticipation,
to see a far and wondrous sight
An ocean beach, a twisted tree
or view from glorious height
Yet the selfish pleasure
to satisfy my curious soul
Comes with a price that
leaves me less than whole
Even more beautiful than all
the wonder I see ’round
Are the special people
on my travels that I’ve found
And then – to move on,
I know some I may see no more
It’s like I’ve been stabbed
and marked deep to the core
The horses were ready,
the coachman signalled with his hands
Time to say goodbye had come,
time to part our ways, my friends
I so wish time would stop,
if only for a while
To give me time to see once more,
each and every smile
For where I was going,
they would not come with me
Alas, that is the way it always was,
and, always will be
The driver’s getting anxious,
it’s getting dark and late
I know too – I must be going,
this, is my fate
Perhaps I will meet some
of these dear souls on another day
Until that time, I shall think
of you in a very special way
Along this trail, you’ve given
much I will never forget
The coachman cracks his whip,
the horses are set
Goodbye, fare well,
and keep thy self save, my friend
This truly has been all good,
until the very end