Sunday, 7 April 2013

looking for someone

locked out 
of the place I reside.
locked out 
of a secret place in my mind.
friends, yeah I got a lot
-I think-
though I'm not too sure any more
actually, no, I must have tore
myself away from most of them
(back then)
there were few I could rely on- 
-like a flash of lighting-
 come and gone:
I know, I know
that's not fair
but that's life
my dear, 
let me tell you
-people, man-
on a daily basis
they'll let you down;
and me, well
 I don't claim to be
any different
-but as I walked through the town, 
on a dark and cold Aprils night-
....I wish there was someone....