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
