Here I stand,
all alone.
Heart of granite,
eyes of stone.
I cannot breathe,
I cannot crone.
No single ember,
where fire shone.
There once was passion,
now empty core.
High hopes and dreams,
that hit the floor.
There once was closeness,
now just a door.
The path between,
closes more.
To see you now,
I feel so small.
You can't even see,
or hear me at all.
Running in the darkness,
I listen for your call.
Hoping you'll be there,
to catch me if I fall.
But with time,
comes ebb and flow.
If you do,
you'll catch me low.
So far down,
nice and slow.
Close enough,
you'll let me go.
The heat's so cold,
I should've know