Aoife Cunningham

Heal

Unwrap your wounds.
Let them breathe.
Forget those tainted memories.
It’s time to heal.

Paint your world in colour.
Learn to dance to the rhythm of change.
For there is beauty in letting go.
This suffering is a restraint.

Stop allowing words to shatter your ribs.
Forget the mistakes,
but not the lesson.
Hope is a blanket of comfort,
Don’t cloud it by depression.

One day
your eyes will be free from tears.
Your soul will no longer weep.
When you smell the wet soil
mixed with morning air,
As you wake
from a soothing sleep.

Aoife Cunningham

Previously: Sylvia’s Mothering

Relit

Choosing Recovery

Leading Me Home

In My Element

A Path Made Of Thorns

Memory Storage

Wings Of Wardship

Running Out

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6 thoughts on “The Healing Game

  1. eamonn

    Paint your world in colour. Learn to dance to the rhythm of change
    Amen to that Aoife – keep on painting keep on dancing.
    thanks for sharing

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