In a recent bout of madness I decided to go through all my old poems and stuff, some dating back to 2008. Now, I know I'm nowhere remotley close to ever being called a poet, but I was even less so in '08. Maybe if you ask nicely, I'll put some of them up. This one however, only dates back to May of 2010, and was written for reasons I still don't quite know. Hope you dig it.
I wanna walk beside you
But the wind's too heavy
Now I'm trying to find you
And the road is long
I'm on a dried up river
Beside a broken down Levy
I've got nothing left to give you
But a lonesome song
I'm just a litle bit worn out
Just a little bit bitter
I gotta let my guard down
I gotta loosen my grip
I hear these voices
They don't sound familiar
They're making all these choices
Taking all these trips
If I hold you tonight
I may not let go
Now it's come a long way
And my heart feels older
And I feel that shiver
Runnin' down my spine
And the ground is frozen
The air is colder
But my heart is open
Beating out of time
Show me a place that I can hide
Tell me you'll see me tonight
The old train keeps rolling
Nowhere bound
I can hear the whistle blowing
Such a lonely sound
And if I hold you tonight
I may not let go
I may not let go
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