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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.
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Always Alone

Who am I going to lose,
if in my worst moments,
I was always alone?

When silence sat beside me,
and the echoes of my cries
faded before they reached a soul—
who was there to call my name?

I have watched storms rage,
felt the weight of emptiness,
clawed through nights
that never promised dawn.

No hands reached out,
no voices softened the dark.
Only shadows stayed,
whispering truths I wished to unhear.

So tell me,
when I rise from this ruin,
when I stand unshaken,
who is there to mourn my distance?

Who is there to lose,
when I was never held?

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