I AM A ROCK

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 BUILD 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; WELL, I'VE HEARD THE WORD 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 FEEL NO PAIN; AND AN ISLAND NEVER CRIES.