My healing heart!

PROLOGUE

I wake with no strength, its another long losing battle, today,
The hands of meaningless chores push me through the dismay,

I await that moment when I start the next war, to pass this lonely night,
Aleast in this defeat, a short peaceful death will enclose my fright,

Im blinded by pain, a withered hope, beyond this I cannot see,
all that life has layed in my hands hardly matters to me,

It was just another rainy day as I stood alone on the sands,
I was sinking deep in my memmories, then I saw them, those hands.

MAIN

She walked up to me, and I knew it was an effort,
her eyes spoke a language, one I knew well, she was hurt,

time had passed the verdict, greying hair and wrinkles in cruel patterns,
she extended a hand, her story was not written in lines, only in scars and burns,

I never heard her, I knew what came through those lips, cracked and parched,
as she took my petty offering, a smile showed strength in a heart, so scorched,

Then I saw them, those tiny hands, weak and fragile, to her they clung,
they were unscathed, lines untouched, hopes of songs to be sung.

EPILOGUE

She walked away, carrying a burden that was not her own, but I chose to stay,
stay at that moment of my life, when I found myself, found my way,

I found a reason, to live on, to fight with strength and courage,
this war is not my own though, it wont be one with hate or rage,

I will help build dreams of those lines in her hands, I will heal some wounds,
In hope of soothing their pain, Ill leave my own marooned,

Ill stand alone on the sands again, on rainy days, waiting,
not to drown in my memmories, for other hands, full of dreams, Ill be waiting.