Alone

by changeling 6 Replies latest jw friends

  • changeling
  • changeling
    changeling

    Continued:

    Today I have a voice.

    I’m truly and completely alone.

    But I’m not lonely.

    I don’t fear the dark or its prince.

    Fear does not rule me.

    I find comfort in my own heart;

    And in the very depths of my mind.

    Places no one can reach, that are private and safe.

    I matter.

    I am human.

    I am perfect in my uniqueness.

    I’ve no unattainable goal to make me feel small.

    I am alone.

    There is no god.

    I am free.

    (why do long posts get cut off?)

  • Satanus
    Satanus

    Cool.

    'Another lonely day' by ben harper.

    Yes indeed I'm alone again
    and here comes emptiness crashing in
    it's either love or hate
    I can't find in between
    cause I've been with witches
    and I have been with a queen

    it wouldn't have worked out any way
    so now it's just another lonely day
    further along we just may
    but for now it's just another lonely day

    wish there was something
    I could say or do
    I can resist anything
    but temptation from you
    but I'd rather walk alone
    than chase you around
    I'd rather fall myself
    than let you drag me down

    it wouldn't have worked out any way
    and now it's just another lonely day
    further along we just may
    but for now it's just another lonely day

    yesterday seems like a life ago
    cause the one I love
    today I hardly know
    you I held so close in my heart oh dear
    grow further from me
    with every fallen tear

    it wouldn't have worked out any way
    so now it's just another lonely day
    further along we just may
    but for now it's just another lonely day

    ---

    S

  • OUTLAW
    OUTLAW

    Alone Again (Naturally)
    Gilbert O'Sullivan
    Words and Music by Raymond O'Sullivan

    -the # 8 song of the 1970-1979 rock era
    -was # 1 for 6 weeks in 1972


    In a little while from now
    If I'm not feeling any less sour
    I promise myself to treat myself
    And visit a nearby tower
    And climbing to the top will throw myself off
    In an effort to make it clear to whoever
    What it's like when you're shattered
    Left standing in the lurch at a church
    Where people saying: "My God, that's tough"
    "She stood him up"
    "No point in us remaining"
    "We may as well go home"
    As I did on my own
    Alone again, naturally

    To think that only yesterday
    I was cheerful, bright and gay
    Looking forward to who wouldn't do
    The role I was about to play?
    But as if to knock me down
    Reality came around
    And without so much as a mere touch
    Cut me into little pieces
    Leaving me to doubt
    Talk about God in His mercy
    Who if He really does exist
    Why did He desert me?
    In my hour of need
    I truly am indeed
    Alone again, naturally

    It seems to me that there are more hearts
    Broken in the world that can't be mended
    Left unattended
    What do we do? What do we do?


    Alone again, naturally

    Looking back over the years
    And whatever else that appears
    I remember I cried when my father died
    Never wishing to hide the tears
    And at sixty-five years old
    My mother, God rest her soul
    Couldn't understand why the only man
    She had ever loved had been taken
    Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
    Despite encouragement from me
    No words were ever spoken
    And when she passed away
    I cried and cried all day
    Alone again, naturally
    Alone again, naturally

  • dig692
    dig692

    I really like that.

  • OUTLAW
    OUTLAW

    Changling..

    Cool thread..

    ...........

  • tall penguin
    tall penguin

    Beautiful writing, changeling. Reminds me of this poem:

    Autobiography in Five Short Chapters by Portia Nelson

    Chapter 1

    I walk down the street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I fall in.
    I am lost ... I am helpless.
    It isn't my fault.
    It takes forever to find a way out.

    Chapter 2

    I walk down the same street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I pretend I don't see it.
    I fall in again.
    I can't believe I am in the same place.
    But it isn't my fault.
    It still takes a long time to get out.

    Chapter 3

    I walk down the same street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I see it is there.
    I still fall in ... it's a habit.
    My eyes are open.
    I know where I am.
    It is my fault.
    I get out immediately.

    Chapter 4

    I walk down the same street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I walk around it.

    Chapter 5

    I walk down another street.

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