Self-Healing
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1 min readSep 16, 2019
You wanted my heart,
It is damaged,
Black and blue with
Stitches that never dissolve
You thought, even believed
You could fix me,
Heal invisible wounds
Even I forget about
I told you this
Causality of love
Rests in intensive care,
My emotions are on
Life support
I tell you,
Go! Seek someone else,
In another waiting room!
You come back and still,
I deny your visits
I no longer wish to share
My barely beating trust
You act as if spurned,
I do not want or need
You to save me
I only need the quiet
Of my own faith for
Self-healing