Lighthouse

Peering through a crack

In the broken cement wall

That envelopes me entirely

I peer out occasionally

Into the world beyond

Beyond the weathered, broken, crumbling tower

Alone on its island

Surrounded by an ocean of deep unkown

Once a beacon amongst the darkness

The light faded

The glass shattered

Beyond the gloomy monochromatic sky

Beyond the razor wire confines

A light appears amongst the dense forest

Full of darkness. Wonder. Danger.

Dancing and twirling over and around the jagged, dead branches

When the world turns black and cold

I wait with anticipation

For the light to reappear

Sometimes it doesn’t show

Sometimes it moves

I know there is somebody out there

One day I will find you.

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24 Sept – Self Healing

Do you think it is possible to heal on our own, or do we always need to reach out for the comfort of other people in order to fully heal?

I can’t really speak for anybody else, but I know for my own peace of mind, I do all my healing predominantly by myself.

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