Change In This
#WritcoPoemPrompt67
To pacify a friends' emotionally disturbed heart, To handle the twists and turns of life, We have to try to lend a hand and help each other out, Because living alone is like holding the edge of a knife.
Cuts and your juice pores
As I say ouch
This just is not right
So I want the juice
to stop hitting the air.
An I bandaid it then
a flow is stopped
no more ouch with my
juices of my soul
poring out of control
to paint the world
and be like a
drop here a drop there
oh yeah some one bleed here
now it's just on the ground dry
and out the wire
you can heal behind your
curtains with out fire.
The bandaid got you
Into another mode
which is healing under
your wrap.
But the knife is in the corner
An I got an wash it
and put it back in its container.
© hmmmm
To pacify a friends' emotionally disturbed heart, To handle the twists and turns of life, We have to try to lend a hand and help each other out, Because living alone is like holding the edge of a knife.
Cuts and your juice pores
As I say ouch
This just is not right
So I want the juice
to stop hitting the air.
An I bandaid it then
a flow is stopped
no more ouch with my
juices of my soul
poring out of control
to paint the world
and be like a
drop here a drop there
oh yeah some one bleed here
now it's just on the ground dry
and out the wire
you can heal behind your
curtains with out fire.
The bandaid got you
Into another mode
which is healing under
your wrap.
But the knife is in the corner
An I got an wash it
and put it back in its container.
© hmmmm