My Portrait

A mountain stands before me The vision of pain No escape I find Fear now overwhelms the heart Knowing I must climb Shadows of doubt abound Silence is all I hear The rapid river of torment Grinding its way through me Revealing an empty heart Alone all alone In a world without pity Rewarding me by bashing Laughing as I lay bleeding Alone always alone Thou I stretch forth my hand Air shall be all that I find Hungry for a simple thing Communication Understanding That I too am man in need Love is now a desert With one tear I dare quench my thirst Death is no comfort So where can I look To find the thing I need That I thought was at the top Of the very mountain I climb Which now I see I shall never find