A hunger for healing

Can this breath enter my lungs

with hope, and not despair?

Maybe the weight in my soul

may lift, today

like helium, and escape

to cloudless expanses of comfort.

That thorn in my flesh

blasphemes again

and I can't make it stop

so into the woods of my soul

I venture

where no one, I think

will be offended

with my rough-around-the-edges

lament

Too much I don't think

I am asking for

even if only

that edge comes off

and I can think, clearly

without flashing pangs

of irksome humanity

Oh God

give me back my sanity.

Reviews

[Pax]

I can't give back your sanity, yet we are all a little bit of insane, its just a matter how we balance it... We hurt all the same but we heal as we learn to move a step towards getting better.. Very relateable piece my friend.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Tx Pax! Often mutual pain can bring people together....a welcome balm after hardship....

[Pax]

Aw... Hugs to that my friend..