Scribbling pain on my stitched up heart
I feel, I ache,
I beg for a cure for this torment.
Ripping memories through dark jungles,
I stride through hopes and muddy comforts.
~~~
I seek selfish help and broken words;
I regret,
I hope for better consolation,
through strikes of lightning
in my superstorm.
~~~
Unscrambled dreams possess
untimely divine is lost,
chased by unlawful creatures
attracted by the scent of my confined soul.
~~~
Sparked such fear,
good dreams are scarce
send forth my madness
into my forte of hopes.
~~~
Sprinkle my heart with your healing loving,
and run with me down streaming waters
catch my wings and teach me to fly
help me be born again.
~~~
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