EVERY TIME I GO AWAY, NO THOUGHT OF A RETURN TO HELL

TO SOMETHING SO FAMILAR ALL I CAN DO IS RUN TO WHERE

I CANNOT BE SURE OF;

 

WHO FOLLOWS THE SUN WHEN THERE IS ONLY SHADE, OF A

COLOR SIMILAR TO THE END OF A FLAME ONLY TO BURN OUT

LONG BEFORE IT SHOULD HAVE;

 

IT IS NOT THAT I ASK OF ALL THAT MUCH AT LEAST YOU COULD

RETURN AFFECTION, OR IS IT THAT YOU FEEL ABOVE SUCH THINGS

THAT YOU TURN YOUR NOSE;

 

BE YOU AS YOU CHOOSE BUT DO NOT MAKE ME YOUR CHOICE FOR

WHATEVER SCHEME YOU HAVE IN MIND KEEP IT TO YOURSELF

PLEASE;

 

FRIENDS THEY COME BUT MOSTLY THEY GO, TO WHERE WELL THAT

IS NOT SO MUCH MY CARE NOR MY CONCERN, BUT TO BE IN A SAFE

PLACE I AM SURE;

 

DOES IT REALLY MATTER WHO IS THE VICTIM DOES IT REALLY MATTER

HOW ONE COMPENSATES FOR THE PAIN OF NOT KNOWING WHO SHALL

SHELTER YOU FROM THE STORM;

 

I LONG TO WISH ONLY THE BEST IN YOU FOR YOU BUT DO NOT LET THAT TURN YOUR HEAD, FOR WHATEVER DIRECTION YOUR LOVE ARRIVES FROM BE CERTAIN I SHALL NOT LOOK THE OTHER WAY****

 

 

                                                       TIMM17