 The Stone
I picked up a beautiful
shiny dark stone
as I walked to the pier.
Touching it gently
I thought about you,
remembering the love
we once shared.
But you drank their poison
and no longer recognize
who I am to you
and everything began
to change...
I died a thousand deaths
reaching out to you
thru the flames.
But you could not see me
and were afraid...
These are my demons you said,
mine are worse than most--
I don't know if I could
ever be there for you
as you deserve.
My heart has been under arrest
too long, I thought
as I walked out
to the edge of the pier.
I prayed for this pain to be
released from my soul,
and from a love
that no longer serves...
Dear God, I prayed:
May he always be safe
May he always be loved
May he find what he is seeking
...though it could not be me.
I touched the beautiful
shiny dark stone
to my lips and whispered
"goodbye"
I threw the stone
as far as I could
off the end of the pier
into the cold white waves
and released you
from my heart
...at last.
2006 -GirlDownTheStreet | | | |
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