can you please try to fix me, and can you do it like you want to?

my heart is tied with sharp pokey vines

its bleeding, it looks like its filled with wine

im waiting for you or someone in general,

to release my heart from thorny vines that snare,

trapped and tangled, by another's hand,

my heart yearns for freedom, to understand.

      rescue my heart, let it breathe the air.

i want you to free my heart willingly.

i don't wanna wait so long

for someone who now does not exist.