A friend urged me to pick up the writing of poetry again, after showing her some of my older stuff. Thought that would be fun. Angsty Jonne/Larry ahead!
~
Where I got left behind
You ask me where I’ve been
the endless distance that I covered
when my eyes were closed
You ask about my life
the not-quite-truths and happy lies
that follow in my wake
You ask me what is fake
which me is reaching out for you
who’s here for you to find
Go looking for me, Lauri-love
where I got left behind -
The side of me that never died
the night that loved that lonely child
When all my truths went blind
~
(If the angstiness didn't make sense - Jonne was abandoned by his parents as a kid)