Ointment

There's an ache in my soul tonight
That maybe can't be satiated
I'm searching so deep into the night for someone to hear
And to touch the parts of me that are burning with rawness
I feel like some sort of lost wanderer
Confined to the walls of my trembling bits of flesh
I'm carving paths with uncried tears
And leaving trails of concealed emotion
Walking wherever my silent footsteps take me
I'm always alone

I'm calling out to the people around me
But they don't know, and probably won't
Because I feel like I'm screaming but I am voiceless
And in a way I'm scared to be heard
Paralyzed by my lack of strength
And my unfathomable need to just relax and escape
Into somewhere safe
Soft and warm
Where each breath I take has meaning
And peace lifts me further from bleeding

All I have is my blanket
And the love I can give to myself
I've never needed anyone else
But I have wanted
Reliability that soothes and eases the mind
That kind of comfort is hard to find
I just wanna know where bottles of heart ointment lie
And how to find a strong healing supply
And what to do when your hands can't apply
Delicately, to skin to keep it from breaking