On The Wind

On The Wind
 
You believe you can walk on water rise above it all
But you don’t realize pride always comes before a fall
 
Winter snow has covered the once barren ground
Pieces of you buried under the snow won’t be found
 
You create enormous waves wherever you go
It is the endless seeds of discontent that you sow
 
Love em and leave them hurting that’s your style
And you do it all behind a devilish cunning smile
 
You left a stain that even the seas won’t wash away
Makes me endlessly wonder just why I stay
 
The day is coming when I take my final steps away from you
I will venture the world just to find a heart that is true
 
You often weigh upon my aching heart just like a stone
It causes me to think I would be far better off all alone
 
Within your cold heart there is always a storm brewing
The further breaking of my fragile heart always ensuing
 
You constantly lash me with your wicked tongue
Fear is that soon the all of the hurt won’t be undone
 
A cold wind will one day come knocking at your door
Causing you to forget all you thought you knew before
 
Your heart has grown as cold as the winter ice and snow
I so foolishly hoped that some compassion would grow
 
You are a manifestation of  all the crosses that I bear
Your seemingly endless hurt can be found everywhere
 
Sometimes I contemplate just leaving you in the dust
Allow the blood in my heart to simply turn to rust
 
It’s on the whispering wind that blows in the night
I’ll take my heart and disappear out of your sight
 
Today marks the passing of yet another New Year
Would have to dig deep in my heart for reason for cheer
 
 
 
By Gary Edward Allen 2018 ©