Escape Mental Abuse
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A vial of happy in a bubble each day,
That’s what the doctor had said,
Just a small dose, when she rolls out of bed,
To freshen her wallowing head,
With a sunrise in opal, a titanium smile,
A rose quartz beating her blood,
Creating a feeling of happy, belonging in colour,
A feeling of absolute love,
And she grew to beautiful straight lines in blue,
To lines of pink, red and green,
She grew every day, with her tenderest heart,
To living a life in between,
The joy and the trust that she never had,
Hope and the peace and the praise,
Now her eyes had opened to the love that she was,
After she’d escaped from the haze.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2018
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