You were forewarned.
Sun god worshippers bask in his glow
But he is not a god
�a fraud�
His so-called life giving power destroys
The bloom of a cherry blossom turns to dust
�drought�
Searing heat, cracking flesh
�burning�
Dry to the bone until eventually they are gone.
Solitude
Detached from it all
Blown away by the four winds
Off in the distance, having no true friends.
Under the cover, searching deep inside
For something to believe in
So you no longer will have to hide.
Not willing to give a lot
You give little then pull back
Loneliness is part of the job
At times for this you are glad.
Not having your two foot perimeter invaded
You solitude is spared
When loneliness cuts to the heart you are scared.
Crack out of your shell
Break outside
Let the four winds carry you from whence you hide
Attach one to you and others will follow
Draw them all in, live for tomorrow.
Me
Am I too analytical at times?
I don�t know
Am I pessimistic?
Maybe, I�ve been told I am on more than one occasion.
Perhaps I do have a narrow minded, somewhat morbid view of the world.
But it�s my world.
They say no man is an island, but I am an island unto myself..
There isn�t a bridge long enough to reach me or stable enough to hold my weight.
I am trapped on my one man island.
Help me�
Somebody�
Anybody�please�
I know your out there, I can here you breathing.
Oh well, I guess I�ll just sit here alone and continue to write this nonsense until
Someone comes to rescue me.
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