Grim

Touch my hand I will not speak Don’t take that step I will not peak Don’t hold your breath There is no cause But that of my love Strife The loss of a life Step back Don’t take it Don’t take a leap Of faith or lack there off The road ends here There lies a cliff, below resides the Grim Call out as you drift into the dim Look at me and tell if you see Him, that Grim Lift your chin high Show him nothing but your determination Show him your silhouette as you walk back into my sunlight Arch your gold flecked wings Let Him, that darkness that haunts your footsteps, writhe in jealousy Make this step be heard Leave a track of broken hearts and shattered dreams Be the cause and not the excuse You’re not lost, you are found You’re not loved, you are dreamt You’re not hated, you are unnoticed Don’t see Him smile, He isn’t there That grim that you carry Share it with me, I can take a burden My words will weave a bottomless basket for your distress Share a smile, maybe a laugh, share a sign, maybe be kiss Give me that basket Carry this heart Please, don’t break it, please don’t take it, hide it, it’s yours Don’t take that step Touch my hand I promise, I’m not Him That grim. © Samir Georges 2005