Wounded Heart

wound

A wound would take atleast three days to heal.
Day after day my would has not heal.
When shown upon i would do the same drill
Stand,let my self down and kneel.
I am not of worth to receive you,
Be with you,
Speak to you,
I am simply a dot in your eyes
So tell me What am i gonna do.
There is only one answer in my head,
Someone please stab me till I'm dead.
I want to die,
I have no place on earth,
Its been a mistake since from birth.
Let me feel peace,
Let my wounds heal,
Let me be release,
So i can no longer kneel.
Why am i still in pain?
Some people might ask,
I don't expect them to grasp.
For every problem,
Has a different solution,
Some might be wrong,
Some might be right,
But not for long,
My problems will be no longer be a fight.
The fear that i have is nothing,
Compare to the pain I'm feeling.
Wounds heal
If u stop yourself before you kneel.
Accept it,
And be real.
The words are simple
It is an easy task
But my strength is little
Is it too much to ask?
Some might prefer the bible,
An answer,
To all problems,
Even dramas,
Is it all karma?
For the first time,
I cannot run
I cannot have fun
Or even do something dumb.
I am stuck with pain,
As if i have my own little rain.
I assure you,
This is not humane.
What will i do?
Am i going to wait,
Or is it too late.
For my wounds are growing,
It keeps me frowning.
Crying before sleep,
For i am like the lost sheep.
I have no path,
I have no future,
I have no worth,
So i cannot move forth.
I cannot do anything.
Except the inane ability of breathing.
I am this sad,
For i am hopeless,
And there is nothing else to describe my darkness.
For i need to be bless.
By you a queen that only can see my mess.
I ask forgiveness.
Heal me.
And free me from my little rain.
Free me from my pain.