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