jimmy
jimmy never loved
he walked and walked every day
with closed ears and open eyes
trotting to sounds locked in his head.
as he crosses the road, the truck flies past
breathing in the air of emptiness
he was free to be alone
yet he didn't care, for he looked
for love each day, and each day it rained.
sometimes he sat alone wondering why
sometimes he had company which never
appreciated his stance
one day jimmy decided
enough was enough
he got thrown out of a life
which exceedingly bored him.
he got into his car
drove to a desolate cliff
looked up at the stars
and saw her eyes
looking at him for once and forever.
he wished that he flew
to greet her in his arms
jimmy couldn't fly
towards his true love
and plummeted down
into the paths of the night.
the moon appeared to sigh
and flowers seemed to die
but jimmy was gone
from anything that resembled sight.
people turned up to his funeral
in violent suedes of green
envious they didnt approach him with grief.
he only cared for love
and that was never his.