Heal (poem)

Heal

A body with no spirit,

A corpse taken by the ocean's waves.

Moving slowly down the winter nights,

To take back what I gave.

My soul was trapped in a cage,

Waiting to heal from all it's rage,

Until my star came along.

Held my hand out the door,

Showed me the beauty of my songs.

You should've waited until I healed,

Now my body will forever be here.

My star was all I could breath,

Like the star dust in my lungs before she appeared.

So when you leave me,

Should I die?

Or take back my love,

Even though that's all I've got.