Yes, i'ld love to make that journey
to a quiet place so far, far away from home -
when i need to be alone,
when i need to nurse my wounds...
when i'm at war with the world,
or when i just need to take a walk -
just to think and to ponder,
just to to get back on my feet again...
For this is a skill i've acquired,
through years of wear and tear:
I've learnt to patch my wounded heart -
and stitch up all the tears,
till it becomes whole again;
and i am able to step out,
into the world again;
and put on that smile on my lips -
and wait for it to touch and oil
the chains to my eyes, my heart -
so that i'll be better able
to really smile:
from my lips,
to my eyes,
and feel it in my heart...
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