I don’t care what anybody ever tells you.
it is the human touch that heals the soul
it is the yearning and craving of touch
that causes us to seek a crutch
I don’t know about you
I have those days
when no matter the waves of sunshine
brought by compliments of others
it is still for me and always will be
the arms of someone who loves me
willing to hold
until my tears bring relief
as I struggle to be whole
I’m not there yet and I can’t afford
to give away my goodness before I know
if you are the one that will hold me
as I repair my soul
please my sweet angel
come hold me so my soul can fly higher
9.24.13 mozayik “the souls’ poet”
Healing is a process and I have stopped forcing the memories back into my subconscious. I am optimistic about my healing, but the truth of it is. I have to cry, I have to remember and that is not easy. Doing it alone sometimes makes me sad because I endured it alone. But, I am comforted by my Angels’ constant presence. In those moments when I feel most alone. I sense my Angel holding me and wiping my tears. She tells me that this will pass and on the other side is relief. She has not lied to me yet. Tears release endorphin’s that make us feel better. I am going to keep moving forward. There is no stopping me now~
4 thoughts on “In The Arms Of My Angel”
Your poetry brings about healing as well. I enjoyed this 🙂
Thank you very much, that is all I hope.
Your poetry brings about healing as well. I enjoyed this.
I appreciate you.
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