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Hello, Street Light (12/21/2007)

It’s early, the sun’s asleep, but you’re right there waiting
Your unwavering guidance can be so illuminating
Lights for the minds of those confused and debating
We’re talking or thinking or quiet or praying
Walking the pavement streets to our destinations
No step ever falters to this mind’s hesitations
My deliberations that I battle with patience
Are all illuminated by your eery complacence
Your faceless, but famous and without you I’d be lost
You always show me the way, never regarding the cost
Just waiting for the sun to come and give you a break
While I struggle within with everything that I take
And I hate the fact that I take advantage of you
I know not to expect too many answers from you
You’re so simple in ways and share what’s handed to you
Yet, in the hum of your presence, I still demand it from you
And I don’t care if it’s true, I just need to share my dilemma
Of how I got to here and how it needs to be better
The feeling inside that I can never really get her
It’s draining me out, it’s hard to keep it together
So remember that these are my silent confessions
Your guiding white spot light is your own silent message
Thank you for being there, the truest of friends
With the light that you give and the questions I send

Notes: It’s shorter than I had hoped. The imagery for this one came to me while I was walking to work yesterday, thinking about a few things that have been bothering me, lately. I looked up and saw one of the many street lights along the way from the train station to the place I work at and it dawned on me that this very lamp is always there. Maybe it sounds stupid or weird, but this is just based off of that.

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