Companion, 03/02/1999


I hear thee, oh loneliness
For you shadow my every step
You protect me from myself
As I sit beneath your web

Pull me, oh loneliness
For I so dearly wish to rest
Guarded by your gentle hands
And mocked at by the blessed

Oh loneliness, my friend
Do you leave me here crying?
Once you followed faithfully
But now part when I am dying