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 built 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, But I've heard the words
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 feels no pain; And an island never cries.
