Craving to be normal,
not racked with vine-like pain
Untangling riddled thoughts
...feeling quite insane
Troubled is my heart;
mirroring our world of duplicity
Drowning in pretence
needing just... simplicity
Wanting to be saved
by a love without condition
I know, for sure, it's out there
...I've had a premonition
Oh, wrap your healing heart
around my wounded soul
Please save me from my self
make me... once again, whole
© Debbie Razey 2015
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