Somewhere only we know or somewhere only I know it seems, considering I’m the only one that feels… out of place, there is no place. Nowhere to Love… how I hope this isn’t true forever; I hope I can find a place or if anything just find “her”
Nowhere, for
There are doors
To be knocked
And locked
Slammed
Because they can
Doorbells
Rejection can be Hell
Nowhere, you know
There are windows
The glass
Blinds close fast
Tapped
And trapped
My words
Won’t be heard
Nowhere, you saw
There are walls
Behind today
What I want to say
A fool
That can’t be cool
So I burn
And yearn
Nowhere, too far
There is a yard
And I must get off
Maybe get lost
Flowers in bloom
But none as pretty as you
Inside
We both hide
Nowhere, to try
There are eyes
Theirs
I cannot bear
Yours
Behind those doors
And mine know
No home so…
Outside
Wild, free, alive
Or homeless
But know this
I try
Though I’m terribly shy
To find a place to go
Somewhere only we know
I can have what I’m dreaming of
You, because here there is Nowhere to Love
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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