whips of healing..

The whips of guilt
Heal
Turn the wheel
Of time
That is eternal
Intended smiles
Walking for miles
Burnt face
A mad chase
Of death
And rebirth
Bare feet
Stained sheet
Of ignorance
And fear
A dried tear
She keeps running
Furious
Curious
How long will it take?
For a heart to shake
And when she fell
Her racing beats would tell
The body is free
To dry..
To die..
Yet the soul is destined
To turn in time
Whipped with the silent screams
Of the guilty and the innocent