I Wish It All Away

I Wish It All Away long poem

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As my mind fills with your pain;
I wish it all away.
I wish I could be the one,
To heal you today.

But something tells me, you will never be able to heal;
Only continue to feel, what you just couldn’t take.
I know the pain is real.

I see you suffer down in the dirt;
But I could never cure the hurt,
You feel when you are around me.
Because I could be good and you’re not ready to hear,
Or see the goodness inside me.

You think we live in a cold dark world;
Because that is all you have ever known.
But I am here to show you that,
At last you have a place you can feel at home.

I see the scars in your attempted smile
And you tell me that it has been a while,
Since you have been loved and not just used.
But I am here to prove to you,
That I could be the one you need to change;

To become the person I see inside you.
If you would let yourself out of your self-imposed cage.

Locked away from love, you need to be released;
So let me be the one with the key, to set you free.

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