06 July, 2015

Resuscitate Me

Stab a pitchfork through my heart!
Just don't let it fall apart.
Hurry up and reinflate,
Need somehow to resuscitate.
Get the blood flowing again,
Make it pump with a strong hand.
Solid's all you have to be,
Not a distant memory,
Stuck up deep inside my brain.
I try to hide away my pain,
The hurt, the sadness keeps me tough,
Reminds me of old nasty stuff.
Anything I feel right now,
Is nothing close to having drowned,
Deep within the storm wrought sea -
But I'll risk the possibility,
If it keeps me digging by the shore,
For the treasure, for the cure.

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