Do you want you to let me inside?
Can it finally be all right to cast shadows behind,
and follow your light?
I’ve Stood Alone
A rogue, divergent element in every microcosm
Never felt a deep sense that I belonged anywhere
So all I have known is to roam
You are, but there is more than what is seen on the outside
I’m so sorry I haven’t heard the roar of your own hurricane
Over the cacophony of mine
That every oasis of peace is an empty mirage
Has doomed me to wander a desert of sorrow...
...an expanse of similitude
For what I wasn’t looking for
I impishly run from what’s missing, like it’s a game
A machine who longs to be human
...do I want me to tell you I lied?
Was it my logic, was it cowardice, or pride---
---which veiled my tell?
What’s Now To Fear,
all that chained me before I now no longer hold dear
What do I have left to lose, after all,
when all has been taken?
Heart always takes too long...
And I expertly convert every loss, to so many sad songs
Will the cycle repeat itself ad infinitum?
Do I want you to let me inside?
What hurts worse now: with, or without?
Should I run the other direction in this race against time?
Let's find out.
Author: Stef L Schultz
When something isn't "enough" to be a song, and doesn't have a tune but it's still catchy, I call it POETRY, and it goes HERE. And there is not a *THING* you can do to stop me.