heal myself

in my dreams at night

you ask for my forgiveness

like a phantom on the wind

carrying visions

of what could have been

but when I come to

I turn you down

for this charade won’t mend

the dreams that were dashed

or the moments that were stolen

before anything could really begin

instead I whisper as I wake

you can’t make me whole again

the parts were never missing

just lost inside

and I’ll heal myself

as I find each one

and return it to

its rightful place again