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Stone

Stone
By Lola 

I am a stone made with love and demand
I am a place where people wander deaf and blind
The prophesies laid out in journals long time ago
I chose instead to hide away the wrinkles in my skin

I am a stone rolling down the hill without a care at all
The echoes are the greedy sand, wearing down the edges
May the world wear me down to a glossy outer shell
To drop into a well where echoes surrender to the darkness

I am a stone collecting speed with vengeance on my mind
Collecting hatred in a pyre; a man engulfed in flames
Let’s start an epic fire and see these dreams turn Into ash
They love my flawless shell; a hunter without teeth

I am a stone that finds the edge and screams into the night
With Nothing on my mind; a love found in decline
I used to be a rock that soft skin never touched
But now I’m falling down; into a life I never planned

I am a broken stone; lifeless on the canyon floor
I hit the ground in spite; and fell apart without a sound
My edges rough again; the wind is howling now
A thousand stones stand in defiance and ground my carnal need for violence

I am so many rugged stones
My edges slowly wearing down
My consciousness expands to everywhere at once
Eventually my stones fall to the ocean, one by one
The ripples that I make are witnessed by the echoes in the night

I am a stone idly resting at the bottom of the ocean floor
With Many stones around me; I can’t tell where I end or they begin
I listen to the ocean floor and hear the echoes ripple past
Finally realizing that Im just like you; lost as hell and just as used

Ending with a bang, I feel the world begin to whisper
I am the mountain top; the world below that lifts me up
Stepping on my peak; they climb me for the view
Their boots kick off a little stone; slowly rolling down the slope

Forgetting, Forgetting...
I’m always forgetting...
Where I begin
And where I end

Copyright © Laura Dee | Year Posted 2019

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