Delve deep inside my soul

Inside my head

Cheridan Smith

Inside my head there’s a hum that never ends.

A cycle of thought replayed with different endings, happier ones.

Ones where I say something else.

Something better.

And you are better.

But I’m not here to make you better.

I’m here to make me better.

To love better.

To let go better.

To hold on better.

To try better, not harder, but better.

Delve deep inside my soul,

there’s a purpose greater than you or me.

If I ignore the external pull

I can see who I was made to be.

Look into my golden round globes,

gaze through, into my heart.

Burn all the dirty lies

and let’s try again from the start.

Deep inside my heart there’s hurt

that won’t go away,

but it’s nobody’s job to fix me or stay.

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Cheridan Smith

Wanderer, lover, yogi, memory taker, music fanatic, and writer. Follow my publication: Roarings of a Lioness