Healing
"To Find the Pieces of me, and Make Myself Whole Again"
Healing is a journey, a path I must roam
It's a process of patience, of time and gentle care
A soothing balm for the soul, a calming of the air
With every breath, I let go of the pain
And welcome the warmth, of love's gentle rain
My heart begins to mend, my spirit starts to soar
As I learn to forgive, and let go of the score
A chance to start anew, with a heart that's made of gold
It's a journey of self-love, of kindness and grace
A path that leads me home, to a warm and peaceful place.
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
The Devil's Cut
“Comrade, finally you’re awake.” The voice was smooth, sensual. A flickering incandescent bar was all that lit the white, sterile room. All Vladimir remembered was everything going black. He tried to move his arms and found them strapped to the gurney.
By Matthew J. Fromm6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
This was so optimistic! Loved your poem!