Tears in your eyes flow like rain. Pain in your voice spikes my heart with needles as thick as a trunk. Soaking the blood it pumps yet I carry on.

Bruises, cuts, hurt in my heart, in my mind, and soul. But I walk with a white sheet covering my body. See you not the blood stains, yet see you the sheet.

The moment’s I zone out to meet the vintage picture far above. Know you not the pain of diszowning your body. Pray you never know the pain I endure in this life.

Your heart sings some in a sympathy, yet mine scratches, windpipe blocked, pain now replacing the blood that once ran through these lines within my arms.

My name burning holes within your heart, soon to mend your heart. Words are no longer sufficient, physical touch is desired. Spirit pulling towards home where I no longer dwell.

So I shall walk till my legs give out, my heart stop. I shall walk till the bones in my feet penetrate the ground so that once more I may be with you again. Heart leading, eyes watching, but spirit pathing a way.

I shall be home soon, I shall be reunited once more with flesh and blood. Love and hope soon once more.