Remedy

Keep your head up, they tell me
there is no one youer than you
Keep your head up, they tell me.
Don't drink that cup of pride
Do this, do that
You will never understand.
How sweet the end would taste, but they would think I'm crazy
Where does this soul begin to tell them what it's endured?
But no, hold that thought
Routine check in
Keep your head up
You'll be free
Who would have thought
the same weak souls they claim they are not
are in an attempt to mold,
beautify you.
They say it's okay, not your fault
You are the cub that hasn't turned into a lion.
Keep your head up, you'll get there.


Walking down the hallway I recall
the loved ones that hurt me the most
the cries never answered
the shattering of the glass-like soul
They will never feel the tears that portray every story, every heart felt ache
Post traumatically scarred from every barrier that's been transgressed


But no, hold that thought
and keep walking until you find yourself where you always do
this time, close your eyes as your head bows down
and forget their remedies and attempts to fix you.
Did they ever tell you to look in yourself?
Or realise that the remedy is there and no where else?
He's been there all along you see
watching you run back and forth in your agony
waiting for the moment where He sees the butterfly that begins to flap the wings
that He gave it.



Put your head to the floor
and bleed
blissfully 


Just keep your head there.




~ Fatima ~