I've seem many things, felt a lot more,
I never quite got over my role in the Great Time War.

So I decided to flee,
In a blue box where my past would be far away from me.

Even when I would die, I'd just come back again,
With more burdens and scars for me to try and mend.

I often sit at the edge of space and think about all that I've done,
The sacrifices I had to make and the promises I broke, to protect the people who dwelled on the 3rd planet from the sun.

I'm a doctor, who can't even save himself,
My hearts are heavy and it's beginning to effect my health.

I've lost one person I really adored,
She was always so delighted to just go through space and sore.

But now she's gone,
I've lost an amazing pawn.

Although I'm a doctor, I can't heal everything,
I suffer too great and I'm not even able to sing.

All I'm able to say is Allons-y,
There's nothing much more I could tell dear Alonso.

Now I sit alone, on the edge of my blue box,
Watching the Earth go through another equinox.

I am the last Timelord of Gallifrey,
And here on the Earth I will stay.

Because here I am needed,
And with all my power I will keep the Daleks at bay.

I undress slowly tonight
in front of a slanted mirror
and as my clothes drop
slowly with grace to the
carpeted floor
tears begin to slide across
the darker skin under my eyes
What I see in this mirror
is someone not worth remembering
and even I've forgotten

It's like broken ribs
It's excruciating, breath taking
But no one but you knows it
Not another soul can feel it

It cripples you, drains you
It takes all it can from you
And just when you think it's moved on
It stabs you yet again

As if to tell you
It's best to just give in
It likes to make you cry, weep
Your joy, it likes to take and keep

You'll want to give up
For that is its goal
It'll take your will to live
And crush it without a second glance

It's the product of too much evil
Sometimes too much love
It comes along when you want it least
For many of us, the pain may never cease

Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time. Carrying our hopes for love, joy, and celebration. The hummingbird's delicate grace reminds us that life is rich, beauty is everywhere, every personal connection has meaning, and that laughter is life's greatest creation.

So close to freedom,
It's on the tip of my tongue.
It tastes so sweet.

My exhausted, aching body trudges along in the retched corridors filled with the people that make this place unbearable.

Except you.

You're the shimmer of light in the dull, dismal corridor. Brightening my day like the sunrise in the early morning. A smile comes to my face and I think of the day we can be free together.

I would want nothing more.

Dirt roads and green rivers
Separate our friendship
But no amount of
Hitch hiking is too much
To keep me from
Falling asleep holding
Your hand
I will cross through fields
And over mountains
Just to have your company
On these Saturday afternoons
When I'm left alone
And missing you