Weary as your scapegoat I search for a sanctuary Needing solace to heal my thoughts, now fragmentary A place where I may weep with no fear of scorn Having lost self-respect and for that I mourn
Stillness and peace comfort me here Being lost in the stillness not missing the fear My thoughts uninterrupted bringing needed serenity Finding myself again after losing identity
A small haven where no one goes My heart can regenerate its love, as tension slows Meditation brings relief as I look back at my soul I can see clearly now Once again, I am whole
I can completely empathize with this, having been there. This beautiful and you must of suffered to be able to write this way. I hope you are free and healed 💜💜💜
I can completely empathize with this, having been there. This beautiful and you must of suffered to be able to write this way. I hope you are free and healed 💜💜💜
Thank you Willow. Yes, sadly many of us go through these things but I am free and healed. I hope you are too ❤️
I am thank you 💜
this is beautiful!
Thank you so much ☺️
Perfect for the place this image was taken…
Yes I could sense that. Thanks Sue! 🙂💕
🙂 x
wonderful Christine
Thank you so much! I really appreciate it 🙂
How wonderful that place would be. Nice, Christine! 🙂💞
Thank you Punam 🙂💕 I love being by myself when I can, don’t you?
I do too and this resonated with me. You are so welcome. 💞
My heart can regenerate its love. Beautiful words in a beautiful piece.
I find that it does when you can find tranquility. Thank you so much 😊
Beautiful as always, Christine.
Thank you my dear friend 💕🙂
❤