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Trying to Heal
Just like glass cracking
I have broken into a million pieces
My heart is in foreclosure
So no need to put up a rent or numerous leases
I'm a lone wolf rummaging through the forests trying to stake my claim in this territory
My soul is like a game of hang man
It's holding on by a mere thread
For am I worthy of love
And to be healed from a past filled with
lively memories that are now dead
For like a yellow light, please tread me with caution
My heart is ancient and filled with dust
Never to be put up for sale or sold off to a buyer off an auction
I need a doctor whose hands can sew my heart together with stitches
You can make sure it beats harmoniously without palpitations or any other glitches
Can I learn to feel and actually let human emotions run wild
Can I let go of things that I can't change
Can I shoot for my goals with a bullseye at close range
Im coming for everything that life has for me to obtain
Happiness, love and a man who can make my days of drought turn to rain
Let's look in the mirror and try not to shy away from reflecting on the old me
Don't let that mirror see me crack or break
Look at those past demons in the face and tell them you will not own me
It is plain to see that the smoke will clear
And the sun will shine clearly
That the healing process will be beautiful and worth the journey
I have broken into a million pieces
My heart is in foreclosure
So no need to put up a rent or numerous leases
I'm a lone wolf rummaging through the forests trying to stake my claim in this territory
My soul is like a game of hang man
It's holding on by a mere thread
For am I worthy of love
And to be healed from a past filled with
lively memories that are now dead
For like a yellow light, please tread me with caution
My heart is ancient and filled with dust
Never to be put up for sale or sold off to a buyer off an auction
I need a doctor whose hands can sew my heart together with stitches
You can make sure it beats harmoniously without palpitations or any other glitches
Can I learn to feel and actually let human emotions run wild
Can I let go of things that I can't change
Can I shoot for my goals with a bullseye at close range
Im coming for everything that life has for me to obtain
Happiness, love and a man who can make my days of drought turn to rain
Let's look in the mirror and try not to shy away from reflecting on the old me
Don't let that mirror see me crack or break
Look at those past demons in the face and tell them you will not own me
It is plain to see that the smoke will clear
And the sun will shine clearly
That the healing process will be beautiful and worth the journey
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