I’ve found myself lost inside this house you made for me. Built from darkness and fuzzy memories. Sleep is rare and nights press in on me. I hear my name, I see you coming. From peace and calm to racing within me. I’ve found myself lost inside this house you made for me. Built of anger, fear, and wondering.... these walls are dense and the roof is tight. I keep searching for a light. Fingers trembling. Stumbling and feeling. Frantically searching. I’m trapped inside this hous

I’ve been told 1000 times I could heal others with my love. That if people could see in me who they were meant to be then probably they would come so far. Chains would break and praise would reign and traumas would be no more. But I’ve come to know that just isn’t so, and now I am alone. See if my love could heal them then so many things would be different. Man. I can see it. Peace, laughter, and baby chatter. Warm embraces and sincere faces. If only my love could heal them.