When everything falls apart, what will keep you together? In
the storm, where’s your umbrella? In the sun, will you find your shade? And
what about those tears… Will you cry and wait for me to dry them? I’m bleeding
and I cannot breathe, I’m dying and I cannot see. At times I wonder who are
you, but I more often wonder who I myself am. How can I get to know you, if I
don’t even know myself? Never say never… Wisdom. Complex wisdom found in simple
words. And if a bird came by, where would it fly? And if our forest died, who
will then give us life? And if love died… Where would our raison d’etre go? I
never blame you… Though, I am very much blamed. Must I crumble on my knees in
submission and wait for the hand of fate to take a hold of who I am to be? Or
must I let my body take over me and run. And run! Run! Run! Run! Just run… Run
into the darkness… I know if my body takes over, it’s footsteps are all but
void…
My guitar bleeds me a melody, it cries me a song, and I sing,
and I sing. For my own sake, I cry not. For your own sake, I do not fall apart.
I love you. Please listen. And if time went by and age took its toll, will you
move on? Because I know if you do you will have the regret of losing true love!
And if a bird came by, where would it fly? And if I die, who will give you
life!? And if you left me, what will life offer me in exchange!? Must I lie in
the light and cry in the dark? Who are you!? Who am I!? I don’t want nobody
else, without you, there no one left then. Say you care for me… You know I care
for you. I love you. And if a bird came by, would you let it fly away?
Such great language in this chapter. Many questions can be only answers by time and great effort. I like the internal thoughts and the ending was very good. A very good chapter.
Coyote
I am art. I am alive. I am everything you dream of. I am part of all your nightmares. I am love, and I am hate. I choose life over death. I am you, I am me. more..