Thursday, September 22, 2011

Moving mountains

Within my heart is a stone
So small and insignificant
But it hurts me daily
Every hour
I bleed
For you
I pant for the water
Like a deer in the summertime
Laying in the shade
Awaiting my fate
To be renewed
By a drink of the stream
To escape the nightmare
Of fear
To enjoy a dream
With you
Only you
I have stone in my heart
Where you once were
And now that you are gone
I forget what's true
All I know is
All I see
Is that there is a mountain
Before me
And without you
I might as well sleep
Because it isn't moving
And I cannot climb
Without your love
I might as well die