Surgery

Doctor i’m sick, i’m finally willing to say so,
I can’t hide this limp and suspect other wounds show
My scabs are infected, they break and they bleed,
Help me to receive your prescribed remedy

I’m trying to trust you, been struggling so long
To squirm from your grip but your hands are too strong
So here i am trembling, laid out on your stretcher,
You’re known for your love and love takes drastic measures.

I know you have to break the bone to set it in its proper place,
I know you have to use a blade to help release your hidden pain
And i am scared that what spills out will devastate what’s left of me
I buried it, but it’s alive and it could be the death of me

I resign myself to surgery, your master plans are the only hope i see
Your skilled and steady hands are securing me, so cut me, clean me, stitch me up and hold me in recovery

You are my healer, heal me, heal me