Remedy Poem by Brianna Carnegie

Remedy



I see you, with the bloodstains left behind from wounds both defensive and self-inflicted. I hear your demons.

Every piece of yourself that you hate I will sit with as witness, loving back into the light, for you are but a home full of chaos longing for peace; let me calm your soul.

Thursday, September 16, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,home,light,longing,peace,wounds
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