Tuesday, 17 April 2012


Space Ghost

To the friend I hope I am,
To be there for you is my wish
When you are alone, i would sit next to you
in silence or in laughter, sadness and sorrow
To love you is my desire,
A real man shed a tear, a brother an uncle a son
A woman gave her hand, trembling uncontrollable
Both gave their ear to this stranger,
hoping he would in turn listen in silence to their pain
giving his heart to them, submitting for a second
and being the friend they needed.
I do not wish to cloud my friends mind with lies,
but nor do i wish do dispel the hope of hope itself,
for behind every dark cloud is a darker cloud,
but the stars line space and the limitless possibilities for happiness beyond.
To the friend i hope i am,
Let me be there for you but still be a stranger,
talk to me with carelessness and i will in turn,
run through the rain,
tear the clouds from the sky and give you a pillow,
a shoulder to lean on and a bed to sleep in,
a friend, to me, is not one without fault,
nor one you undoubtedly depend on,
but someone who is willing to catch you when you fall like thunder,
cradle you in their heart, and bring you back up to space,
for you to float forever and never leave you feeling alone.
One day i will be that friend and you will know noone else like me,
there will no longer be a me, for we shall be one,
floating in the heavens,
two shall become one.

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