A Wounded Soul
A Girl Trying to Free Herself From the Pain
She’s done everything she could to get him off her mind.
She knew she’d love him until the end of time.
She kisses his picture, it’s time to say goodbye
Dialing his number, she begins to cry…
Human hands cannot heal a wounded soul.
A heart split in two is no longer whole
A broken spirit has no will to live
A person with greed has no will to give
He sat there on the other line listening to her fall
He never did anything to break down her wall
Tears came down but it was to late to save her
He heard a dial tone her voice was no more…
Human hands cannot heal a wounded soul.
A heart split in two is no longer whole
A broken spirit has no will to live
A person with greed has no will to give
He ran to her house hoping it’s not to late
Tears falling from his face
He's seen the phone still attached to her hand
He realized what he had done and tried to be a better man
Sitting at her grave stone a few years later
He laid down a rose that wouldn’t last forever
It was his promise to her that nothing stays the same
And that he really has changed…
Human hands cannot heal a wounded soul.
A heart split in two is no longer whole
A broken spirit has no will to live
A person with greed has no will to give
About the Creator
Elizabeth Baron
I'm a an aspiring poet. I love writing. I am 32 years old and a wife and mother.
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