i.
hush now, let me hold you,
cradle you all through the night
let me sooth your bleeding wounds,
let me make your troubles right

come, my traveller so weary,
come inside and rest your head,
though for years you've wandered hopeless,
let me tuck you into bed

though you fight the bravest battles
and you wear the bravest face,
you are no more than a child,
come break down in my embrace

i want to heal your suffering,
i want to make you whole,
for your years of fighting wars
is showing me it took it's toll.

let me wrap you up in linens,
let me wear you 'round my neck,
let me save you from your demons
salvage you from in the wreck,

let me hold you close, my darling,
and i'll never let you go,
come, my tired, weary soldier,
let me sheild you from the cold.


ii.
too many bodies, too many hearts,
too many spirits tearing apart,
too many horrors, too many crimes,
too many reasons to not stay alive
too many heroes, too many wars,
too many just can't fight anymore,
too many symbols, too many tokens,
too many promises were broken,
too many lies, but not enought truth,
too many people just like you.
how can i fix them, all these broken hearts?
trying to heal them is tearing me apart









and if you think this poem is about you, it probably is. there's more than one of you, though, and one of the people i had in mind probably doesn't know it.


~emily<3
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