The leaden life

Some days my body 

feels like a leaden stone 

and I know 

I can only go down;

Some days 

my heart feels so sore 

that I know it cannot but burst; 

and it pulls me down 

like a leaden stone, 

just down, down, down 

the mill race … 

Some day 

this river must be emptied 

and all the mountains broken to pebble, 

and I can but go down, 

down, down the mill race … 

Some day 

this endless song must be broken 

and the leaden sky torn; 

then the chains around my heart must burst 

and the leaden stone on my body roll away. 

Some day 

my body must rise up from the dead 

and remember that it is alive. 

This agony cannot go on forever, 

some day I must be reborn. 

01.08.2019 Copyright Lilly Lime