Wishing I Were There

Another lonely day; another emo song finds it way through this guitar. I sit here and I wait in daylight’s denouement (darkness deserving its own shining star.)

Another emo day; another lonely song finds its way through the voice of my heart. I sit here and I think of the Great Design, and I wonder what part my smallness can play.

I’m not asking for the world, but it sure would be nice to have someone in this world wishing I were there tonight.

Another used up day gives way for an open night which will soon be over like life’s short song. The Purpose is so great; I’m proud to play a part, but I’m tired of feeling so alone.

Something’s just not right tonight.

©2004