A winter's day

　　In a deep and dark December;

　　I am alone,

　　Gazing from my window to the streets below

　　On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.

　　I am a rock,

　　I am an island.

　　I've built walls,

　　A fortress deep and mighty,

　　That none may penetrate.

　　I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.

　　It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.

　　I am a rock,

　　I am an island.

　　Don't talk of love,

　　But I've heard the words before;

　　It's sleeping in my memory.

　　I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.

　　If I never loved I never would have cried.

　　I am a rock,

　　I am an island.

　　I have my books

　　And my poetry to protect me;

　　I am shielded in my armor,

　　Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.

　　I touch no one and no one touches me.

　　I am a rock,

　　I am an island.

　　And a rock feels no pain;

　　And an island never cries.

　　by eric 2002

　　by eric 2002