When You're the Healer Friend

 I am a joy,

let my smile rub off on you and

I will take the musk and the dirt 

that comes from your frown.

I am a joy to be around,

let my mood rub off on you,

let the smell of a bubbly child rub 

off on you, and put springs 

in the balls of your feet.

The sun is up, let me help you become 

friends with your shadow,

I have been acquainted with the night & 

have learned how to make it smile too

so if you give me a try I can win you over too.

I have been through my own gravestone & 

I understand what

it feels like to be alive but not have been revived 

let me become your healing pack,

take the falling flesh from your bones and 

replace them with the flesh of a woman who 

knows how to become a manifestation of whatever 

other people want.

I’ll give you my rest and my peace for your anxiety,

child let me save you and not have to be your god,

My God helped you to this point and all you need on

this journey is for someone to see you

I’m trying to tell you,

I see you 

let me see you

I am a hollow representation of who I used to be 

I can not heal myself, I have tried

the only supplement that even appears to come close 

to the sensation of being whole

is for you to reconnect with your other half

though chances are when you do find that

there will be no need for me to be in your life,

I’ve gotten used to that,

which is why I have grown close to the idea of finding love,

but never had the privilege of keeping it,

of finding community, but becoming acquainted 

with what the outside of each one looks like,

have gotten used to making a home in other people's 

broken and making my broken their whole.