My Shell

i crawl into my little shell
no things to see no things to smell
none of the things they’ve got out there

outside there is just so much sound
of foxes chasing down the hound
but i can hide, i know just where

despite the sound in steady swell
I’ll sit in silence in my shell
nor more need for me to go out there

i hear one single lonely noise
the solit’ry sound of my minds voice
slipping in from everywhere

it comes to me in dead of night
no sound or struggle with nary a fight
to me comes like a lady fair

i feel the presence of one more than me
a person perhaps that i cannot see
i sense her here, i smell her hair

my soul, she comes from deep inside
and asks me ‘gain “why do you hide?
come join me now, your soul i’ll bare”

i close my ears, i shut my eyes
out the window my lady flies
why should she want me? why should she care?

she’s gone away, now i’ll never know
which way she went, which way’d she go
i’m all alone, its just not fair

and now i do lament that day
when by my choice she went her way
i miss her presence now its not there

i crawl in side my little shell
that my love lost has made a cell

i sincerely hope that she will listen
and free me from my self made prison