I’m Hostage to your memories and haunted

by your actions, I’m broken without your

touch, and maybe I’m sometimes lost. 

 

Can you teach me to smile, to walk gracefully

without a cry? Can you drain my blood and reset 

my brain? Can you free my soul? 

 

Can you teach me to love? To hold and to forgive? 

Is this too much to ask? Can I have a new heart? 

This time with tools, screws, and a manual.

 

Can you turn my blood red? Are you listening to me

Still? Will you come to me when I die? My body is 

cold. Will you hold me and cry? ……At least to say

goodbye.