Some Thoughts by Angela Wilcox, 1990
When your heart is aching,
And it feels like breaking,
~ I don't know where to touch.
When you feel like dying,
But instead you're crying,
~ I don't know where to touch.
I wanna reach out and comfort,
And bring some peace and calm.
Instead I reach and only find,
Hurt, silent and withdrawn.
~ And I don't know how to touch.
When you feel like screaming,
Let me touch your heart;
Until you're safe and dreaming,
And we can return to the start.
I am not always certain,
But I'm learning the way.
To your love and your hearts doors,
And I'll make it someday.
I'll fight the anger and the fear,
Battle the distrust and great despair.
Because you're worth it all my friend,
And I will win out in the end.
I'll know where to touch,
I'll know how from the start.
I'll know when to touch,
To bring peace to your heart.
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