Wound, wound! Inflicted by a memory,
Wrought by a hammer of trickery.
Scourged by love turned into ashes,
Only to leave the soul with deep gashes.
Yes! You would think this is a wound that would never heal
But my friend, give me a chance and your soul would again anneal.
Give me a chance to make you resilient
Give me a chance and you will once again be ebullient
The pain will hurt you for a while
But trust me you have seen worse by a mile!
You think this is it! And you can take it no more!
You want to drown into a sea of abhor!
But please give me a chance and I’ll be your oar!
And together we shall sail ashore.
You would think what’s left of kisses? But that wound leave scars!
But my friend, give me a chance and ill heal those by far.
All I, the Time ask you is for a Chance,
So, give me, Time some time to make you whole
Please give me a chance to heal your wounded soul!
