Healing
A Poem About Inner Healing And Restoration
Sometimes the trauma that we feel seems unconnected and unreal,
And we can’t put together our psyche, which is confused and broken,
I recognise all the unspoken rules, written by fools, with false promises
Of what should be, and what isn’t, What we should need, what to believe,
and what we shouldn’t, about all the things I wanted to do but couldn’t,
I long for healing, better alternatives, different choices, more appealing,
And I question why suffering had come for me, and so many others,
When all we wanted was to be free, to become who we are resolutely,
Without exception, or deception, true healing in the midst of confusion,
We long for reconciliation, a world reborn, a glorious joyous sacred morn,
With the birds, singing, beautiful flowers for all to see, Everyone rejoicing,
in being finally, free, free to express, free to grow, free to become whole,
who we were really meant to be, in a better place with better friends,
better outcomes for everyone in a new world where our joy never ends!