Nowhere To Love

Saturday, July 30, 2011

“What I Go To School For”, the Internet, the library, the woods, the lake, the pool; so many places and regardless of what I was supposed to be doing for as long as I can remember I have been looking for love. See me now and everyone would say I’m shy; how much humiliation can one guy take, how long before I finally get the message, or is it I’m alone and I was just not meant to be around people.

It seems to me this whole damn world was not a place built for love or maybe it was only not built for me, real shocker right. Then again it seems that love is everywhere but that isn’t real love, I’m starting to think I never knew what it was to begin with. Why is it that I love the woods so… how I wish I could just be alone with some girl under those trees, forget the whole wide world; if anything some people are unworthy of such a “gift” as love, maybe I’m one of them.

Am I shy here... of course not? One day this entire place will be destroyed. I’m learning more and more with each passing day that no one will ever know I existed. Why don’t I make noise in the world I walk in; again look at this place, do you think for an instant anyone would understand and then you ask me why I’m shy? I’m shy because there is nowhere for me, nothing for me, and no one for me but what if there was, some girl, maybe Chrissy or Susan, maybe even you.

“A Heart Is A House For Love” if only someone would let me in but instead I wander in the wilderness and all alone I don’t need to be shy, I’m free. I yearn for a place though, not just the forest and the trees, not lakeside but a world where I am not shy, not ashamed, and neither is she to love me because for now there is, Nowhere to Love.

~Nowhere To Love~

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.