Leaning Tower Poem by Heart Of Ink

I was shaped like the swirling clouds
And had a mind to figure it out
That I was so lonely as well
With an inconvenient self

But along came the pouring rain
With the gift of life in a sting of pain
It was some kind of feeling that penetrated me
I didn't know I had feelings before
And the difference was not slight I believe
It made me crave it more and more

Because I'm a leaning tower!
In the middle of nowhere
And longing to be so
In times of despair

Because I'm a leaning tower!
Below the sunrise
And longing to be so
In times I despise

And because of you I'm bent from the back
I'm helplessly dragged, I'm half-cracked
But straight is not the only merit I lack
And the only thing I see in my path
Is my comforting aftermath
You're my comforting aftermath

Now that I've realized
That I'm more desperate than the drought
Than the death that lingers out
And I'm separate as well
From the world itself
But in you I find
My better self

While I'm a leaning tower
A leaning tower beside you