Friday, August 29, 2014
Sometimes I'm overwhelmed
Sometimes I feel at peace
behind desperate tears of joy
Because
I get to live in the same world
I can hear your songs
You live not far from here
I'm happy to know you are an old man living a good life
I know those words are not written for me
But you knew that I feel the same
I'm grateful
I don't feel so alone
Even though I will never meet you
I stand
or crawl
In awe
I write
I feel
like you —Anonymous