I want to feel the sorrow but my heart fails me
I want to shout but my lungs disobey
I want to cry but my eyes are shut
I want to stab myself but my skin has grown tough.
Have I become heartless?
Have I turned wicked?
Have I lost my humanity?
Has my sanity gone astray?
Punch me and you’ll only break your arm
Harass me and I’ll only laugh at you
Praise me and you’ll hear a grunt
Smile at me you’ll see my face blunt.
I am no longer the man I used to be
My emotions, the winds of time vanished
I am but a rock, strong as it can be
A rock I turned into, a rock soon I will perish
But somewhere under the stars the key to my soul lies
The heart that’s been wounded shall heal
The spirit that was broken shall be reborn
When the light of the Lady shines on.
1 comments:
hahaha! wishing you wont feel anything ei? when someone leaves it never feels like a rock, does it? but how about convincing oneself that you wont be better without that illumination from a single soul? i say, waste of time. You can be that very light that shines on, but it's always okay to be so hopelessly romantic, a truce that in the end defines how lovely is it to be alive. I like it ted. :)
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