Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
Other stair
Quite like
It.
I'm not at the bottom,
I'm not at the top;
So this is the stair
Where
I always
Stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
Here I am, stumbling down the street
The rain's pouring down
I'm staring at my fe
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
Elusive and in vain.
It ebbs and it flows,
We sat
And talked
About nothing
I looked
Into
Your eyes
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
True friends are hard to find
But I knew you were the one
You're always so kind
