Bones

May 2, 2009 - Saturday

And in this quiet darkness
I am not alone,
I know that you can't hear me
but I feel you in my bones.
Without you there isn't a word, silence just remains.
And in the rain that's falling
I know you feel my pain.
So, with these words you'll hear me,
and in my voice you'll know,
that in this rainy season
and when the cold wind blows
I am here,
and you are not alone.
For when the voice of treason,
calls to you, and blames my name
know that I'm not going,
because this is not a game.
I'm in it for a lifetime,
and I'll keep my chains.
Instead of cold and metal
I feel your warmth envelope me,
and nothing is the same.
When life is on the warpath
I'll heed your battlecry,
if you'll ask the questions
and listen, so will I.
When it appears that I'm alone
I just listen.
And I can feel you in my bones.
9:48 PM