A day In a deep and dark December; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen shroud of snow. I am a rock, I an island.
I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need friendship; friendship causes pain. It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an
Don't talk of love, But I've heard the words before; 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 a rock, I am an island.
I have my books And poetry to protect me; I am shielded my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no touches me. I am a rock, I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain; And an island never cries.