I try to leave You far behind, <br />Out of sight and out of mind. <br />But you'd sneak up, catch me unawares <br />and refuse to be defined. <br /> <br />Drifting off to sleep, or as I wake, <br />Your voice it can he heard. <br />Of course, they say you're needed. <br />Without you, who would care the road I take. <br /> <br />I turn my head to listen, <br />You are so right you know! <br />It was just what I was thinking, <br />then I hear Your voice, I know, somethings missing. <br /> <br />The things I hear You say to do, <br />only contradict your other half. <br />Sometimes, I think you say it for a laugh, <br />as I struggle drawn between you two. <br /> <br />At times, I wish for Your depart, <br />what mischief, You and I could make. <br />How long truly though before you wake, <br />demand, I listen and obey that saint like heart? <br /> <br />For no matter how far, fast, free, I run, <br />as my shadow, You will always follow. <br />With your seeds of goodness there to sow. <br />While we will disagree, I as always Your prodigal son.<br /><br />Mad Gone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joe-black-friend-or-foe/
