I will follow you
I will chase you
I will hunt you
Never shall I give up
All I am is a heavy heart and an empty soul
All I need is you

I had to start somewhere
It was the next day
I was still alive
But I felt a different way
I was down a step
But on the same stairs
I tried a different building
But those steps didn’t care
I wondered why it was important
I can’t hear it
But I felt it too much
I decided not to wear it
It’s not going to be bigger than it is
I thought this candle wouldn’t melt
I’m sad that I got over you
I wonder how the ring felt
Now my hands are held high
Lost in a sea of experience
Some wrote a book
Others an unfinished sentence
Walking between my business
And the questions you asked
I can tell you this but never again
You killed me but I buried the past

Don't pity the poet lost in a battle for words,
Pity the child lost, wandering unthinkable plains,
Muddy sand Squelching through crumpled toes,
Hardened soles beaten over and over,
Arms hung loosely, the energy to march onwards, lost
in the foreboding rhythm of steps too many times taken,
Bleak are the darkened dreams, corrupted scenes invading the innocent,
Desperate lies concocted to pull a cover over the real, the danger, the hunger.

If I can get over what you create,
and how you smile-
I would be just fine.
I would be just fine.