I know you are there
At the other end of the line
Waiting to hear what I say next
Hanging on my every word
I know that you want to hear
Every sound that leaves my lips.
Every time I write
I know you are there
I know you try hard
To understand every emotion
I decide to express
I try to pour my heart out.
But I must let you know
It is not me here
Behind this web of lies
I do not exist one bit
I am a channel and that is all
For this thing that flows through me
Not a note I hum is mine
I borrowed it from everywhere
Not a word that I sing
belongs to me
I borrowed them all
From you. For you.
At the other end of the line
Waiting to hear what I say next
Hanging on my every word
I know that you want to hear
Every sound that leaves my lips.
Every time I write
I know you are there
I know you try hard
To understand every emotion
I decide to express
I try to pour my heart out.
But I must let you know
It is not me here
Behind this web of lies
I do not exist one bit
I am a channel and that is all
For this thing that flows through me
Not a note I hum is mine
I borrowed it from everywhere
Not a word that I sing
belongs to me
I borrowed them all
From you. For you.
1 comment:
Beautifully written!
A nice play on words, especially in the use of words "I" and "you". I see it as your way to offer your writings to your readers. "By the readers of the readers for the reader" something similar said a prominent personality of your kind..Lincoln is it? Its the channel also that is always important.
Keep writing! and I see you are writing less frequently..I need to collect wisdom to give to blogctus..I am running short of it.Keep posting more!
Until next time
Greetings earthling!
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