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