Love is a sweet balm
on the stinging, itchy cuts
and wounds of my past
I spread it thinly across
my entire being
the aches and “broken” parts
of which there are many
A veil of truth and light
a beacon of hope for better
It cleanses and calms
the dark swirling storms
overhead
It helps to create a
healing homeostasis
that I can grow into
That I can grow from
into something more
something different
Someone..
who I was always meant to be
Deep down
It fills the cracks and crevices
of my broken heart
of my torn ligaments
of my sore muscles
of my fractured bones
So that I may feel whole again
maybe even..
for the very first time.
Love is a sweet balm
that brings me back
to who I truly am.
Written by Rose A. Fitzgerald during a Therapeutic Poetry Workshop courtesy of SocietyX with Lisa Ann Markuson inspired by Antoinette Klatzky regarding 'Love.'
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