I Am Writing a Novel

And this is a poem I just wrote for it

[center]Healing


Does time alone heal
Or patience too
Or is it the moment
Belief becomes you?

Waiting and watching
And reaching with hope
Accepting and knowing
So apathy can elope

A whisper, a voice
A squeeze of a hand
The humming is drumming
In faraway land

Is healing a feeling
Or a journey to choose
Is it more than the moment
When away fades the bruise?

The scar on your face
That never can fade
But maybe through healing
You can cherish its shade

Is healing forever
Or is it just for now
A lasting endeavour
Your promise? Your vow?

Will healing be ending
When you open your eyes
Or will it end with accepting
Your chosen disguise?
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