There’s a place I go to be alone Where my friends all sleep beneath silent stone Where the grass is brown and the trees forebode Where no one ages though all are old A place where we remain opaque A place you sleep but never wake A place I come to vent my fear Although I know no one can hear A place where I feel that I belong Among those who are long since gone A place where I’ll not be mocked, or turned away A place where I think I would like to stay This place is where I’m at my best A place where I can finally rest Acceptance here is what I crave This place is where I’ll make my grave And hope one day I’ll see That those who live will visit me And not forget the love I’ve shown To those I never met but have always known But if you never come to see my stone Do not feel bad for I’m not alone I’ll be just one more within this place A forgotten name, a forgotten face And in this place where I come to roam Is where I’ve finally found my home Submitted by Chance
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