Rocky Soil
Close your eyes, don't look at me
Don't try to solve my mystery
Don't wait up, just go to sleep
Don't waste your tears, don't weep
I used to think my return was inevitable
Now, it seems all too impossible
You hope & wish & pray my restoration
Doing so with love and frustration
On rocky soil, I was planted
Soaking up the truth like it was all I wanted
But deep into the battle, when worse came to worst,
"Surrender" was the thought that came to me first
I used to think, on fine soil, I fell
Back in the day when I was doing so well
He said that rocks were emotions that can be broken in pieces
Tough to tear down, but in time the boulders decreases
But it's too late, I'm the seed that fell down
On the rocky soil, I'm buried deep in the ground
The hurt keeps me still, there's no room for crawling
As I lay here motionless, the rocks keep on falling
Copyright © Melanie D | Year Posted 2008
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