The Day I Lost My Bat

The wind is blowing
The birds are chirping
But even their chirp
Echoes sadnes, and even
The wind mourns the loss.
Today I've lost someone
Who was very close to my
Heart, he could tell
When I wanted to be cheered up,
He could tell
When to just be with me
Without saying anything
His mere presence
Would fill me with
Safety and comfort
but now that he's no more
I'm feeling incomplete and empty
I'm really sad.
Because today's the
Day when
I lost my bat.

No Escape

Like ring-a-round-a-rosy
people all around me
closing in on me
leaving no escape
their voices
getting louder
the closer they come
their wishes
their problems
and me in the middle
asking me
begging me
to solve their problems.
but who listens to me
no one.
who is the one person
who will hear my voice
above this chaos?
above this deafening noise?
when will that one person
come, who will
ask me
" tell me, what do you fear?
I will fix it"
still waiting
still hearing
for that one person, that one voice
that will give me
my escape.