Tangled threads of pain and sorrow
Wrap around my heart and soul.
Knots choke the breath of life,
Threads of who I am.
Putting them back into place
Weaving a new fabric.
I am not who I was.
The old is woven with the new,
As I move along
Back and forth
Recapturing threads,
A new cloth is created
My voice within
Visions appear and
Move me on again.
A new day brings the light
Joy fills me up anew.
Now I see what I must do.
The colors blend
With pictures clear
And I begin
Again

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