Taking a trip down a path that seems to be lost
All the trees look the same with the bark peeled back
Crows parched on branches
With the river near by roaring as the water crash into the rocks below the fall
There seems to be no night or day
Only dusk or is it dawn?
The sky is beneath my feet as the ground is above
I can feel my heart beating
Although when I clutch my chest a hole is found
My ribs cracked and skin torn
How could this happen
In the distant a trail of blood is seen
Leading me to a willow
Where a crow is dinning
With my heart on the menu
Spider webs draping the branches
With the black ground peering through the blanket of snow
The wind passing through the willow
Trying to resuscitate the old soul
Only moans are heard coming from the trunk
Words of love carved into the trunk
A heart to combine two names into one
The professed love carved deep
Keeping the tree still breathing
The roots run deep and spread
Like a infectious plague
The names appear familiar
With the one name like mine
Another that i had forgotten
The first love that cut me deep
My heart still bleeds
He means enough to me
Enough to revive my heart
To keep him still close to me