Stillborn Heart

By I.M. Ulysses

Winter has come
To this land far apart
And again I'm confronted
By my stillborn heart

Once it had lived
And cried out with joy
And the change in the seasons
It would not annoy

But that was another
A person now gone
Who lived in a place
Which can't be forgot

Young and with hope
He looked to the sky
With child-like wonder
Which none could deny

But those days are gone
And cast to time's wind
Which circles the globe
Like the spirit within

Robbed of a life
That once looked so bold
His spirit gave up
And his heart grew cold

No more did he look
With awe and with glee
And the stars in the night
Now caused him to flee

The darkness within
Had embittered his soul
And it snuffed out the light
That once made him whole

Such is the fate
Of the man that is I
And I see no reason
To live, only die

Come and let's gather
And dredge out the ground
It's time for the funeral
For lost hopes unbound

For that's all that's left
Of what I once was
As the darkness falls
On all of my loves

A snowflake lands
Upon my bowed head
As I pray to God
Who can raise the dead

For what good's a life
That's only half lived
It's like a present
That's only half giv'd

Such are some people
Who live torn apart
Like me they're alive
But have stillborn hearts.