Silver Linings

Eyes wide open
I see the truth.
A bad habit we can fix
Take me to a place
Where I can erase
My demons
And you your ghouls
Where they duel
For victory
Over my dusty heart;
I’ll start fresh
If you let
Go of all your maladaptive behaviors.
You could be the savior
To steal me from the irreversible
Torture I have committed.

Name is Nicho’lle. Newly published author of the mental health memoir “Misunderstood Insanity”

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