Surgery

Doctor i’m sick, i’m finally willing to say so,

I can’t hide this limp and suspect other wounds show

My scabs are infected, they break and they bleed,

Help me to receive your prescribed remedy

I’m trying to trust you, been struggling so long

To squirm from your grip but your hands are too strong

So here i am trembling, laid out on your stretcher,

You’re known for your love and love takes drastic measures.

I know you have to break the bone to set it in its proper place,

I know you have to use a blade to help release your hidden pain

And i am scared that what spills out will devastate what’s left of me

I buried it, but it’s alive and it could be the death of me

I resign myself to surgery, your master plans are the only hope i see

Your skilled and steady hands are securing me, so cut me, clean me, stitch me up and hold me in recovery

You are my healer, heal me, heal me