I Wouldn’t Ask You, If You Couldn’t Fix Me?

Fix me

From the lightening that struck deep into my heart and brought me shaking to my knees

Fix me

From the thunder that clatters in my ears and echoes with static around my hollow brain

Fix me

From the rain that tingles on my tongue with the desire for something beautiful and new

Fix me

From this dislocated and money embattled mind and bring some warm sunshine to my soul

So I wouldn’t ask you if you couldn’t fix me?

Because it’s entirely up to you

And if you want to fix me then you’ll know what to do 🙂.


Sean P. Ransom © 17/4/2020.

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Sean P. Ransom

I have grown up around music and realise it's universality. I aim to enable as many individuals to come together in peace throughout the world. I have specialist knowledge and feel driven towards the pursuit of fun and happiness.

Categories Poetry, Supernatural