It Can Hurt to Heal


I walked around my heart
looking for a way in
the smallest opening
the slightest crack
I could feel the fullness
through thick walls
throbbing and humming
what was trapped needed
to be free
so I took your knife and
cut deeply to let
the blood run
cut more to let
the pain flow
and with each cut
my heart opened
wider and wider
until the walls shattered
and all that remained
was love