Statue Of Love

STATUE OF LOVE - Written by Carroll Bryant

Gallantly we wander through life's everlasting pain

Shadows are cast out into the night

Love is to be like a statue

It should stay in one place and not travel about

And on our moments of doubt

Will they stars ever keep their shine?

Will the sun and moon ever meet in time?

To me, you were the statue

The statue of love

Now you are the gypsy that epitomizes loneliness 

I wonder if you really care

Then other times, I care not an ounce

To comprehend this feeling for you

Is to consider suicide by way of boredom

Without positive signs from your heart

I am encouraged to do nothing

Was it necessary to lie to me?

Then tell the truth when it was much too late?

What sense does that make? 

What rhyme?

Flourished feelings expel into many different directions

You are the murderer of my heart

You will pay the price someday

Your glitter will fade

Just like your face

And your memories

If you fail to heed the warnings of the wind

The outcome will shock you

Even shake you 

And break you from your own spell

I did my best for you

Loved you

Cared for you

Held you

I stayed in the truth of my light

But your heart is too young

Your mind too confused

Your soul too lonely from abuse

I will wait for time to pass

You will become a statue again

Not of love, but as you lie in death 

In your coffin

From a disease that hasn't any cure

Vanity

Your love for yourself is distorted 

And perverted

It is the only true love you may come to ever know

And that love is tainted with lies

And greed

At least it will be a statue for you

A statue of love