Child by Hammill Peter
I don't know quite what's happening
And my eyes don't see too clear;
All I know is I need you here,
If only to shield me from the mood of the world
And hold me and say it doesn't matter....
But I'm like a child whose dreams are shattered,
Crowding round me: images of broken thought,
Lines of my life now overgrown.
All I can feel is I'm so alone,
Without even your bright eyes to reach into my mind
And say that in my life I've done right,
And I'm like a moonchild in the sunlight.
So cast your thoughts upon me, wherever you are,
That I may feel you close beside me
And hold your hand, for you to guide me
Through all these catacombs which freeze me
With their touch;
Unknowing, knowing so much, my mind cries out
And I'm like a child when the light's
With a child's fear of the dark....