THE BATTLE (WHEN HEALING)
is keeping peace and tranquility
at the center of your being.
what we do
is center ourselves,
this will rub others the wrong way,
even the ones we love most.
to the point that there are
no more fishes in the sea,
know that you will come off as selfish.
when you are simply wrapped
in the love of yourself.
when you begin on the path of self-love,
you dig into yourself
find the trash you forgot to take out years ago,
discover rotten teeth from the fallen facade in your smile,
encounter glass from broken treasures and past lovers.
frightened by your discoveries,
you will isolate yourself.
hide your demons in a box
with the sturdiest lid you can find in all of this shattered city.
but you will never find one compact enough
to keep you from seeing yourself
through the cardboard.
your journey will slap even your loved ones.
they will attempt
to embark onto your land of solitude
with an embargo.
place sanctions as ultimatums,
like you don't know what best for you
they will turn you into the forbidden
have you wail in your lonely hunger,
a belly that only self- love can feed.
you will begin to accept your nakedness
as God made it.
scared, spotted and freckled.
marks of a warrior
that has finally met themselves,
and in the end
won the war.
in the glory of healing,
you begin to see God reflecting
in your eyes.