I use to associate the word ‘healing’ for things like cuts or bruises
and I would only need either a band-aid or rubbing alcohol to take the pain away,
but along the way
the sorrow I felt in my heart continued to grow,
and unlike a physical cut or bruise
I couldn’t find a band-aid to cover this pain.
This agony I felt was a reminder of all the signs I missed along the way
Signs that said ‘Dream Opportunity’ or ‘Take a chance on yourself’
but I had chosen safety over all that.
However I learned recently,
that it is okay to start over and you can write a new chapter.
So I start today with the aim of healing,
and I begin with myself.