The brain was designed to heal,
So, my mind and thoughts will heal.
The heart was made to heal,
So, my heart will heal.
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Finding Joy
PoetryI never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy. This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
Getting Over You
The brain was designed to heal,
So, my mind and thoughts will heal.
The heart was made to heal,
So, my heart will heal.
