Did You Ever Think That You Would Be This Blessed?

You're like a brick tied to my ankle
pulling me under into darkness.
But that's okay because I'm with you.

You're heart of stone that I posses
is a heavy load weighing me down.
But that's okay, for when it is gone, it is missed.

I sit here thinking of what to say.
Nothing comes to mind.
Everything has already spilled from my
mouth, every feeling is known, as if I am nothing new.

Hand in hand we walk,
you tell me everything will be okay.
You're getting help, he'll be in touch.
One last embrace, and you're gone.

Then I wake.
I'm alone.
You're alone.
I'm left with my heart of stone.