Seed (Rosemarie)

I've been searching for something And I'm fearful that I'll never find Your light, so warm, so bright I'll sleep with the cold Feel the ice in my bones Break the seal where it hurts the most Don't leave me here alone to rot in sorrow I'm not disposable I'm out of touch And I'm out of reach Im buried underneath the ground beneath your feet Cared too much and here I am Living with the stones and trying to bloom so I can breath Oh Rosemarie, I've waited for you Go burn all of my pedals, try and leave me a few You are the sun Burn down the weeping willow After time and time again You plant a seed and it won't grow These threads and twine won't hold up My mind and bad spine; a dead rose Can you hear me when I speak? Are you weaker at the knees? Where is that light? Does it curse you when I'm dying in sleet? Do you feel complete or am I blind? I know you love to plant and forget as a pastime I'm not disposable