Edges of a Stream

The Edges of this Stream cut me in half,
I turn about and feel its wrath.

The edges of this Stream, it burns my skin,
It tears away the feelings i from hide within.

The Edges of this Stream, make me reveal,
The pain inside that I wish to seal.

The Edges of this Stream, has a life of its own,
From me to you, from flesh to bone.

The Edges of this Stream has nothing to say,
Yet they tell me more than what I have said today.

The Edges of this Stream will rip me apart,
How will it end if I dont know where it starts?

The Edges of these Streams cut my heart in two,
These are the Streams of the Tears that I cry for you.