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[153] Resisting Your Healing

Let me call you by the sound of my guitar
Let me invite you to my burnt home
We dance here in a burning room
We try here to live afar
all it is
It’s just my mind

Let me call you mine
but for a while
Let me invite you to my mind
We fight here till it all turns grey
We are in the middle of no rights
so leave like the others before you
like it doesn’t matter
without saying goodbye

It’s a trouble to call me in the dark of night
for I am calling someone else around
I try to resist your healing
for I am better without it
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
or maybe it’s just your expression of pity
when I catch you looking at me in a state
of affairs
or maybe again
all it is
it’s just my mind

Rahul Gaur

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