Healing
Sitting there healing your broken heart,
picking up the pieces that fell apart.
Seeing all thats been done to you, all
the pain you suffered through. Such a
delicate soul, it seems too be missing
a piece, it seems to have a hole.
Left out in the rain, deep inside hiding
scars and pain, full of sorrow, anguish
and unneeded shame. But you have no
real reason to except the way these things
have changed, you don't have to be
standing in the rain. Crying out for the last
time, I'll help to give you the peace you've
yet to find.
You can just take my hand, and take the
guilt from yourself, I'm always here for you,
I'll always help to pull you through. I'll
always be here to comfort you, I'll do
anything you want me to. I'll never leave you
all alone, And I'll show you love like you've
never known. I'll pick you up again and help
heal your broken heart, I'll help pick up
these pieces, and won't let them fall apart.
Copyright © Zack Seals | Year Posted 2008
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