Destructive practices

Destructive practices

In the dark of night

She sits alone, deep in thought

Wondering if she will ever again see light

Thinking of past battles already fought

She hears the constant inner voice

Berating her for not listening to her instinct

For always making the wrong choice

Leaving behind continuous regret ever so distinct

Most of these thoughts leave her feeling

That at times she is losing control

She feels like she is forever reeling

In constant search to at last feel whole

But days filled with self doubt

Constantly, daily committing self blame

Sometimes blame so heavy in its weight

It leaves her numb, almost as though she were going lame

When do the questions stop?

When does much needed healing start?

Will she ever accept, she is only one

To accomplish what she has thus far, surely this is a start?

She needs to come to that tranquil place

The one each person has deep inside

She needs to hasten and eventually erase

All pain and negativity from body, mind and soul

For all that needs and should be established

Has yet to show and guide her to time better spent

On life, love and all the wonder it brings

To ensure that once again her damaged heart and tainted

Soul learn to sing!