Come To Me

as I lay down
on this barren floor
I slip into this solitude
where my clothes refuse
to comfort me
like you refused
to comfort me
but you would say
I never asked
and I would say
you never listened
and I am always wondering
what it might be
if I were the one
to leave this time
open the door
and not look behind
to walk on through
to those secret places
where the lost go
but I am always still here
and I always keep
and I always hold a little tighter
abandoning isn't my style
what it might be
if I were the one
to be pursued
and sought out sometime
grab a hold
come to me
give in
am I worth it
take the risk
but you hardly tried
then I say
I'd rather be alone
as I lay down
on this familiar floor

11-4-95

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