If you’re still asking why you’re wounded
You’ve learned nothing
So you think you don’t deserve it?
Someone other than you?
Will it be better then?
And if they become the healer, what then of you?
Oh, you’re so wounded,
So walking wounded,
So sleepwalking wounded,
So sleeping wounded,
Have you healed?
What’s to heal if you don’t welcome the wounds?
What’s to wound if you don’t look forward to the heal?
So many want to be healers and no one wants the visceral thrash.
No one wants the whipping, the lashes, the stoning, the shackles, the chains.
Finding wannabe feelers,
But you’re so wounded.