How do you repair a broken life?
I can see the pieces scattered
Helpless as to how to put them back together.

There is no band aid for a wounded soul;
No cast for a broken spirit.

How do you repair a broken life?
When all hope has turned to ash
Blown away in the winter winds.

There is no medicine for a tired mind
No surgery for a twisted heart.

How do you repair a broken life?
I can see the dismal future through the looking glass
A member of the audience of my own life.

There is no remedy for a shriveled body
No conjuration for a missing dream.

How do you repair a broken life?
You must find the thread that began the unraveling
And cut it loose to be forgotten.