My heart and mind
Need peace and quiet.

Complete silence.
Stillness.

You throw rock after rock
In my pond
And muddy up the water.

All the while
Wondering why you're still not
Seeing clearly.

Our charcoals are dying down
But you are trying to rush in
Breathing as fast as you can
On something that can't
Reignite.

My soul constantly awake now,
With eyes of a newborn
And a heart of a young child.

The mind of a dreamer
Who never sees the ground.

Oh, how I wish
To come back down.

All is elevating
Yet all is falling.

So comes the weight of all wounds
Gone ignored.

A spirit that is ripping,
Achingly torn.

A mind that is breaking
A heart that is sore.

All is elevating
Yet all is falling.

Crumbling underneath
The warrior's calling.