I would worry too much about the outside
the parts I could not see or feel
except in reflection
these bothered me often.

I am learning to be more concerned
with parts of me that stand a chance
of nurturing and challenging
the parts I hold within.

My mind is calmer than before
my heart is healing bit by bit
my soul is slowly smoothing out
my ruffled edges flatten.

I dare not think I’ve won this fight
I dare not think I have the right
to happiness but I at least address
the possibility, for me.

~The H Word~

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