A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,

Gazing from my window to the streets 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 words 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.