Trying to reclaim parts of me that have been
Crushed, twisted, or shriveled out of shape
Reestablish the contours of who I used to be
Who I am today and who I want to be
Let light into all the dark corners
Meet my demons face to face
Replenish the spring of energy
That flows now sluggishly
Find out what makes me truly happy or not
And to stand back and see
If this picture that gets painted
Is what I am meant to be!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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