I have been broken for long…
I have been damaged a lot…
You are the only soul who can fix me…
Mend me to be pure and wise,
Mend me to be loved and nice..
Mend my soul and mould me again,
Love me more and take me from my pain..
Heal my wounds and make me scarless,
Take my hand and make me fearless…
Take me and pull me to your side of the road,
Take those silent walks with me, till I am healed and bold…
Help me shed myself as the old pheonix and rise as a new pheonix of my ashes…
Mend me to new,
Mend me till I am like you.
October,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem