From the Soul

1. Befriending Yourself

I held my tears back,Cause I didn't want our relation to crack.

There is weight on my heart,As I write this part.

I was sad, But couldn't be mad.

I feared loss, As if it was a toss.

My heart was bare, Like your empty stare.

I tried and cried, But the tears long ago had dried .

I made the cage ,To hide my rage.

I remained pois, Muffling the inner voice.

Days came and went, But they couldn't mend.

The wound was deep, Buried under a heap.

My heart was on fire, But emotions became the lair .

The mood was gray, And I had no reason to pray.

I pushed through the bend, And tried to make a friend .

All I could see was masks, Talking to them felt like tasks.

Among them stood the ones for I cared, Long ago in a time that flared .

Now I know one, To whom I can turn.

He is a friend, I would never lend.

The way to find yourself, Is to befriend yourself.

Now I care not, If I just talk to a bot.

I love myself like no one could ever love me!