The tree grows sturdy
The rock withstands the raging floods
Fate wields the axe
Turns the tide that will one day
Cause the stone to break
Inside this painful dissonance
I commend myself to dark oblivion
Petrified and crippled
My safe harbour lies in ruins
A life never to be lived
Joy never to be felt
Laughter never to be heard again
Never to be healed again
Estranged and marked by loss
I lash out at the unreachable
Disposable creature
Denying the uncomfortable
Your soul will never cease to pulse inside me
