Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Solitude

I dreamed that I was walking along a road
A girl reached out and grabbed my hand
We walked for a while and I was not alone
Before I knew it she was with another man

I dreamed that I was walking in a dark path
A friend reached out and led the way
We walked until I saw a light up ahead
Before I could thank him, he had gone away

I dreamed that I was running down the street
My father caught me in his arms
He held my hand and told me not to fear
I couldn't keep his grip and I fell to harm

I awoke this morning to an empty bed
There was no one to help or to love
I held myself this morning the best that I could
I cried because solitude is what I'm afraid of