Ma emma harel

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I've gone mad,
Far beyond repair but was never truly broken.
You wish to fix me?
When nothing is out of place?

You wish to fix me?
To sew a smile upon this face?

You wish to fix me?

Well, then my heart shall truly break for my insanity is sanctuary and now it is to be taken from me,
What else must I give?
What else must we give?
To show the true colors that lay beneath,
Floating flags in a waterless sea,
We can only float for so long.

You wish to fix me?

I wasn't aware that I was broken.
I wasn't aware that I was falling apart when I tried so hard to keep my heart Falling into someone else's hands,
I wasn't aware you wanted to be there when I told you to go,
Guilt builds, love.
Builds towers of mistrust,
Builds cowards out of dust
And from dusk to dawn I will yawn for sleep evades me.
Sleep evades me.

You wish to fix me?

Well who will fix this world?
Who will take blame for those who have gone insane,
For those who have no home and for those who roam the battlefield of life?
So take your aim and point your guns,
Your pens,
Your fingers,
To my head
And let me take the blame,
Let me take away your pain
For I truly am insane!

We all make terrible sacrifices for noble reasons,
To save others from heart ache,
To leave one last impression which would become your last mistake
Is this really our fate?

You wish to fix me?

You're far too late,
So polish your blade and get ready to fight,
I won't go down easy.

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