Soul of Stone
I've cried for 10,000 years.
I let all these fears get under my skin.
And they've made it dark within me.
Hesitant to ask you once or twice for advice.
Though you'd leave me cold as ice.
It's not clear for you to see.
That I carry this soul of stone.
It's been left alone for too long.
With nothing to rekindle its flame.
So I lay myself down at night.
With no one in sight to put me to sleep.
No one but me.
As I watch over you.
I see others pass me by.
Without batting an eye my way.
My body has fallen short of itself.
No smiles,no hugs.
No one will give neither to spare.
Does anybody care?
That within me is a soul of stone.
Growing more solid for ages to come.
As pages flip through the story of my life.
They're all ripped.
No one bothers to get them fixed.
With everyday that passes,one page falls out.
It's falling short of itself.
No tape,no glue.
Not even you.
Once they're all gone,I've cried all my tears.
Does anybody care?No.No body but my years.
March 11,2020
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