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A Balm for the Soul

I don't remember bowing my head
Or praying for you
But you swept into my life
The way flash floods scour deserts
I had thought my soul stained and broken
But you washed me clean
And stitched me up
You handed me back my personhood
Casually
Like "Oh here, you dropped this."
You didn't care about the disrepair
The mouse-chewed pages of my novel
The fraying edges of my blanket
The cigarette holes in my curtains
The water damage on my walls
You simply showed me kindness
That I did not feel I deserved
And compared the black mold spots
On your wallpaper to mine
I was a train wreck
But you were a mechanic
I was a corpse
But you were the Jesus to my Lazarus
You were the pinpoint of light
In the endless sea of darkness
That led me back
From the depths of my own psyche
Where I'd convinced myself
That I was not worth saving
And that I would go down with my ship
I still can't see the horizon from here
But the difference is
That I trust you when you tell me
That I'll get there someday
And there's no point in drowning
Before I even arrive
You are the patch I needed
When my soul was torn
I sewed you into my skin
Thinking that you were a temporary fix
But then
My flesh grew over your edges
And consumed the part of you
That had healed me
I have written you a thousand love letters
And torn up every one
Because all the flowery words in the world
Are insufficient before the magnitude
Of the adoration you inspire in me
I remember who I was before you
As if they were a separate person
I was a burned-out shell,
Barely standing on my own
But you repainted my walls with joy
And made my house livable again
You reassembled my Lego set
Brick by brick
You are the comet I wish to leash myself to
And ride off into the stars
Never to be seen again