Dig In

Always a phone call away
Ready to fix what’s in dissaray
Here to help whenever available, even when not
Drowned in years of fixing
Will anyone help fix this deep buried fear
I bandaged Nututred you back from the bottom
Please just speak up…it was just crowded
Soul screaming heartaches 
All you can think of is the smile of the face
Sewn into all
Pieces given that weren’t meant to fall
No worries eyes see only the exterior
No mind paid as long as there’s a fixer for the superior
Battered incessantly doesn’t stop nothing
Straight face no evidence of pain
This fixer has been undone misused abused confused
Pouring into empty vessels of uncaring fools
Take the time needed to heal the fixer prayed manifested spoke life with soul food
Self preservation they call it “acting funny” Not the bitter party reservations
Planting seeds self love confidence affirming the bright
No more healing out heal the healer
Crown tilted chakras aligned feel the power of self serving health
No Drs no pills no magic no shoulder
Inner deep divinity long lost with getting older
Light beaming outside eyes fiery beautiful smoulder
There’s a light just dig harder
It’s not going to be comfortable
Grab ya *** and dig until you feel freedom I promise that it’s possible.

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