Category: poem

stop handing out
your old misery
to me, i don’t want
it hanging around
me like some kind
of rare disease

been tired of
worn out sympathy
i hear, clogging up
both of my ears
scratching to get
it out of here

i’ve thought about
trying out empathy
i feel, it’s not
really for me
can’t even fake
my own feelings

i heard about
your new treachery
i think, it’s all
such a new thing
to go out and
ruin everything

singing all day
about the demise
come again, what
may pass down
through my hands
into your mind

let’s keep talking
until the morning
while my eyes still
see you clearly
it’s been so long
since i saw you last
can’t recall when
just glad to see
that your still alive
fill me in on
your busy life
how you left
found out yourself
brought it back
to this old town
not much has changed
still living here
under this old roof
where my father raised
my whole family
wonder if you
remember him too
used to admire you
on the last days
of the summer sun
said i should
hang around
wished i listened more
now the day
starts to brake
my time with you
will come to an end
but don’t be a stranger
i’ll be here
for a long time to come
stop by, say hello

if you come back
and the light’s still on
know that i won’t be there

i’ll have gone to find
my true place in the world
far away from here

used to look forward
to my old friends to come
and keep me company

the tales i’d hear
from their days forgone
all till the end of days

but i know you won’t come
haven’t seen you in years
the house will remain empty

with the light’s still on

i keep getting in trouble
with you, you

stealing from the rich
giving to the poor, poor

got a wanted poster
with a big reward, reward

if you’re robin hood
then i’m little john, john

we got a bunch of friends
call themselves merry men, men

you just chase marian
to be your bride, bride

am i on the right side
guess i’ll find out in time, time

what will you do
when you wake up
to find your voice
has left you

i’ll take a pen
and draw out
your feelings
to the world

just like before
it will be kept
only between you
and me

and to those
who look outside
and admire the words
in secret comforts

but those are welcome
that find warmth
and solidarity
among us

always