Heal... Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

I'm so tired of being here...
Being tortured by all my childish fears...
If you’ll have to leave....
I wish that you would just leave...

Your presence still lingers in my dream...
And it won't leave me alone...
My dreams are nothing but constant darkness...
Luring me from my own reality...

These wounds won't seem to heal....
This pain is just too real...
No one seemed able to seal...
All my deepest despair to find anything that heals....

There's just too much memories that time cannot erase...
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears...
When you’re afraid I'd fight away all of your fears
and I hold your hand through all of these years...
Does it ever mean anything at all?

But you still have to hide yourself away...
You used to captivate me by your resonating light...
Now I'm bound by the life you’ll left behind...
The mirror of your mind is in my memory...

I wish I have the chamber of strength....
Closing all doors every time the crying sound....
Knocking at the door of my own conscious wound...
Then all could no longer be a strange...

All the sanity in me...
Seemed to rise like a flower in the morning...
Singing out loud a liturgy of my own cry...
I wish the pain is not that real....
I wish the wounds can heal....
And I wish I know the difference....