i am a rock.
gray.
cold.
lifeless.
motionless.
unforgiving.... rock.
use me and abuse me.
kick me across the ground
as you laugh with your friends
until you tire of the game.
what do i care?
i am a rock.
you only scar the body that i do not own.
ah, pick me up.
toss me from hand to hand
as you spot a window high above the ground
carefully you aim
and then
whoosh...
i am flying.
if ever a rock could fly.
and with the soul i do not own
feelings i do not have
a sea of lightness
happiness
and peace consumes me
until.....
Smash!
the glass breaks
and shatters into a thousand pieces
like the heart that i do not own.
and i cry tears that i do not have
as i am left on the floor of this unknown place
as you and you buddies run
and laugh into the distance
bragging about the shattered window
and i am forgotten.
of course.
what doeas it matter?
i cannot feel....
used
betrayed.
with these feelings that i do not own
i am a rock.
gray,
alone.
lifeless.
soulless
motionless.
unforgiving.
heartless.
........
Rock