Give Me Time
Take Time to Heal. Don't Rush
Give me a little bit of time. I'm trying to change what they have made of me.
This hollowed shell of a heart, still sometimes beat. I have a pulse, but I am tired and it is weak very weak.
Nurture me. Feed me. Give me life. Breathe into me. Wet my lips.
I promise, I will speak.
I need time, to learn how to smile. Time to dream again. Time to learn how to listen and love.
This is by far no overnight adventure. My equillibrium is off.
I need time for definition and composure. Please do not rush. Give me time.
I need to wander about so that I can feel the ground beneathe my feet. I need to focus on something small so that it does not overtake me.
Give me time. Give me time to understand luster and depth and height.
I need to re-evaluate trust and see if the world can be kind. I need time.