He must think me daft
As this is how he’s only seen me
I’ve spoken of my triumphs
But he has seen none
Crushed, torn apart, in sheer despair am I
All for his heart that I may never have, that may not even exist
The footsteps that lead up to the place where I stand now, where he greets me, he cannot see
He sees only my stance, and sees not the muddy footsteps which have already been snowed over behind me
He sees only fists balled, my face frustrated, eyes rimmed with tears, overheated and red
He laughs, as the footsteps are not visible
Green vines encompass us on either side, too thick to see through
Grey clouds cover all, but no snow rests on the green, snow only falls onto the muddy rocky path before us
All we see is this narrow rocky path
We either go back, stay put, or go forward
I cannot go back, cannot live in the past I would perish
I cannot stay here, they are coming, I must move on ahead
He can neither stay by my side nor move on ahead
For it is the path he desires
His eyes like two piercing limes
His mouth voracious, hungry, and delicious
A kniving smile, a devastating tongue
He wreaks havoc in every pillar
What one person will go into space and orbit above this planet
As well as venture into the deepest depths of caves on this earth
For with him I am a both
Flying around the globe in my silver saucer, oblivious, giddy, and throbbing, lauded by the millions below, ecstatic
For with him I am both
In the dark, cold, wet mines, abandoned, forgotten, gasping for my last breaths, irrelevant, dying of hunger and thirst
How did I manage to get myself into this one
Am I a living embodiment of the things he hates
God forbid I muster the strength to save myself
To rip our flesh apart at the hands
And tear into a heavy, slow run
Footsteps thudding into the cold hard mud
Not looking back
The ground beneath my feet becomes more pillowed with warm dry leaves
The sun appears
I am approaching a field
But the soft, sweet smelling lime green grass of the field that I lay in
Reminds me ever so much of his daunting eyes
As a tear rolls down my face and hits this grass, he is summoned
But he cannot come to the field
As he lives forever on the path
Pacing from end to end
Cove Girl 