Stony Guest
A marble is framing his face
The emerald fire's in eyes
And lips do not scream through the days
The feelings will die they won’t rise.
He has stony heart and it beats
So still and it’s making you nap
It seems he’s protected with shields
The abyss is calling in trap.
Oh yes I have no one to love
My temper is not thing to tame
It’s wrong tell me why that’s enough
It’s sad that the truth is my name.
I know it’s not time for the blind,
But knowledge can give only woes
My heart is enslaved by my mind
It’s stony it hears no your call.
And if death take off my heart beat
From chest that is cold that is numb
Granite will be put on granite
The ways can’t be read on my palm.
My heart will be deaf it still saves
The cruelty in cold empty chest
Forgive me, but love has no place
And you still have your stony guest.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2017
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