Am I your heel?
Am I your sole?
  
The weight of your walk
Each step, so bold
  
You tread
All over me
  
With your daddy's gold
Your gait, a story in itself
  
So successful
Given everything you have
  
Such a power
Usurping other halves with ease
  
So cold, the stones
You walk on
  
Like the pre-dawn
Mist of a winter's solace
  
The stronger the love
The harder the hurt
  
The thicker the blood
The further the spurt
  
The further you run
The stronger the dirt
  
Do you even have a soul?
Could it ever be healed?