Me, My Soul and I
Me, My soul and I
I am starting to cleanse.
I am cleaning my soul.
It's filling with love, it's no longer a hole.
The dark and the dim,
they are starting to lift.
Little by little my anger will sift.
Through my eyes it is light I am starting to see.
That light is happiness.
I think it is me.
A gentle smile finds my face.
I feel I am worthy, not just taking up space.
Copyright © Tracy Martino | Year Posted 2015
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