Healing
Our mind is strong,
so where did i go wrong.
I let myself down,
and my mind did drown.
Our body wants to live!
Hovever, pain is all I could give.
I blamed my brain, as it had all the say.
No way for me to feel gay.
Till one day.
I awoke and felt okay.
Okay to live another day.
It turned out that my mind was not one to betray,
and not one to do harm.
Not I or others,
My mind needed me as much as I needed it.
Pain, trauma, anger, and all!
My mind and I have finally made peace,
and that has made all the difference.
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