To Mend The Wound Of A Plagued Heart

Remove this blade

That has been shoved in my back

At a time that i was so fragile

You Offered Nothing

But the cold of your shoulder

And when i needed

A hand to hold

You instead offered this blade

And tore me forever

With its effect

But your intentions and hopes

Will fall to deaf ears

This heart will mend

To find strength and the beauty

Amidst this tragedy

Will be found to mend this wound

That have plauged my heart

To be born again

And to find hope in life

Remove this blade

That has been shoved in my back

At a time that i was so fragile

You Offered Nothing

But the cold of your shoulder

I stand alone but I am still standing

And I will not fall

To become something less