Wounds To Mend.

 

I feel like I have been cut from the inside out.

Just to make sure not once but twice.

The open wounds sting with the tears I cry inside.

The pain I'm doing my best to hide.

 

Come lend an old friend a helping hand.

I need the healing to begin and the wounds to mend.

Time is not doing what it said it would do.

I can't forget and every day I am still missing you.

 

I'm kept awake by the same old memories.

When the sunshine shone on you and me.

We'd make plans and talk for hours on end.

Those cold winter nights where our dreams began.

 

We stood together and battled the nightmares away.

In the nights of passion promises made that would stay.

Ears to listen when we needed to talk.

Knowing never again on our own would we walk.

 

Come lend an old friend a helping hand.

I need the healing to begin and the wounds to mend.

Time is not doing what it said it would do.

I can't forget and every day I'm still missing you.

 

In a few words dreams and aspirations blown away.

No more ears to listen no matter what I say.

Sunshine replaced by clouds and rain.

And all the nightmares have come back running again.

 

No talking we're not even friends.

Just left wondering how it came to an end.

Nights of passion now a fading memory.

Where did it go wrong for you and me.

 

Come lend an old friend helping hand.

I need the healing to begin and the wounds to mend.

Time is not doing what it said it would do.

I can't forget every day I'm still missing you.

 

Nataiella (2019 ).