My Only Friend Speaks To Me
Close your eyes I tell myself,
My only friend speaks to me.
Nothing but loneliness until the thoughts collide that you can call yourself a true
friend.
Nothing but loneliness until the thoughts collide and there is a glimmer of light in your
rationalism bouncing against logics understanding.
What is logic?
I sometimes wonder if it's just a word you fall back on when you want to seem strong and
don't want to succumb to actually thinking weak.
Control...now that is the key.
If you think logically, then you are in control.
So it would seem, unless it's all for show.
Does anyone ever need anyone?
The dark corners seem to be a security which I can hide and only have myself to please.
No one to please, interesting...
Have you ever thought how your insecurities would drift away if you had no one to
please?
Approval...
Why does anyone nee the approval of another?
Does that make us feel special? Striving to please someone to seek approval only
nourishes insecurities when they are not fulfilled.
And...are they ever?
Close your eyes I tell myself.
My only friend speaks to me.
They come and go.
Who? I ask myself.
Friends...my only friend answers.
A figment of the imagination!
Is there ever a friend that wants you rather than needs you?
I believe there is a difference.
When the need has vanished....so has the friend.
Does anyone ever need anyone?
I believe if a friend is needed it's for a short spell.
It's so easy to elude and discard them when the need is dismissed.
When a friend is wanted it comes from the heart.
It aches when you sit alone in the dark reminising.
Close your eyes I tell myself.
My only friend speaks to me.
Watch, listen...but never speak.
The doors to your thoughts must remain secure.
Vulnerability lurks in the ideas, passions and experiences that pass over your lips.
Smile a gentle smile, knowing you are at peace.
Dream your dreams...escape from reality.
Close your eyes I tell myself.
My only friend speaks to me.
by Alie
Close your eyes I tell myself,
My only friend speaks to me.
Nothing but loneliness until the thoughts collide that you can call yourself a true
friend.
Nothing but loneliness until the thoughts collide and there is a glimmer of light in your
rationalism bouncing against logics understanding.
What is logic?
I sometimes wonder if it's just a word you fall back on when you want to seem strong and
don't want to succumb to actually thinking weak.
Control...now that is the key.
If you think logically, then you are in control.
So it would seem, unless it's all for show.
Does anyone ever need anyone?
The dark corners seem to be a security which I can hide and only have myself to please.
No one to please, interesting...
Have you ever thought how your insecurities would drift away if you had no one to
please?
Approval...
Why does anyone nee the approval of another?
Does that make us feel special? Striving to please someone to seek approval only
nourishes insecurities when they are not fulfilled.
And...are they ever?
Close your eyes I tell myself.
My only friend speaks to me.
They come and go.
Who? I ask myself.
Friends...my only friend answers.
A figment of the imagination!
Is there ever a friend that wants you rather than needs you?
I believe there is a difference.
When the need has vanished....so has the friend.
Does anyone ever need anyone?
I believe if a friend is needed it's for a short spell.
It's so easy to elude and discard them when the need is dismissed.
When a friend is wanted it comes from the heart.
It aches when you sit alone in the dark reminising.
Close your eyes I tell myself.
My only friend speaks to me.
Watch, listen...but never speak.
The doors to your thoughts must remain secure.
Vulnerability lurks in the ideas, passions and experiences that pass over your lips.
Smile a gentle smile, knowing you are at peace.
Dream your dreams...escape from reality.
Close your eyes I tell myself.
My only friend speaks to me.
by Alie
No comments:
Post a Comment