Fix Me Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Fix Me



I lie awake
fickle is my heart
struggling to be found
but I stumble.

Our bodies will die
but our story will live on
fix me, imbue me
heal my remnants.

Reach out your hand
lend me your heart
your voice
will repair my soul.

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