To heal my heart,
my soul,
& my body
I left them in a lilac grove
I roamed as a child,
I would walk the grove for hours
with only love in my heart,
love that remains after many decades
and that's what brought me there again;
To heal my heart
I left it where it's the happiest.
To heal a heart
you have to let it be,
let it grow,
let it bloom
& let it go,
and hope you will be able to find it again,
so while my heart is miles away in lilacs
I'm searching for peace in my grove.
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The Muse Of Nature & Incomprehensible Torture (poetry & prose)
PoetryThis collection of poetry and prose is all about my life, from the very beginning to very recently. It's a tale of my childhood, relationships of all kinds, all sorts of breakups, trauma, the ups and downs of being a teenage human, and the waves of...
