I Am A Rock

A winter's day

In a deep and dark December

I am alone

Gazing from my window into the streets below



On a freshly fallen, silent shroud of snow

I am a rock, I am an island



Don't talk of love

Well, I've heard the word before

It is 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

Deep within 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 feels no pain

And an island never cries