To Heal Myself
to get peace of mind.
My soul needs healing.
for things have gone wrong.
The friendship's I have sought,
for so long have faded.
Path's I've taken to heal their soul,
was not headed or to heart taken.
With transparent fog underfoot
and grey skies looming above.
I take a path never taken,
to sunny days and blue skies .
To heal my own soul.
Inspired by a healing video poem that was sent to me yesterday.
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