Save My Soul

I have traveled through the deepest parts of my subconscious

Ignoring my own ego


I have reached through the scariest parts of my own limbic systems

Without so much as flinching at the demons


I have torn apart all previous misconceptions

And replaced them with grim reality

Of my own internal conflict


I have created a personal remedy

For my own mental illness


I hold the cure close to my heart

To pacify my nerves and secure my breathing

I simply hold onto the idea that happiness is created from within


I am a goddess

My body is a vessel


Healing my broken soul became a priority


The idea that once seemed so far away

Has become what I cannot live without

My spirituality


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