I am feeling better, I’m feeling whole

The hunger subsides deep in my soul.

Not for bread, but peace of mind,

For truths I thought I’d never find.

I plant my thoughts in grounded earth,

And water them with quiet worth.

No longer chasing cheap thin highs,

I now greet the dawn with open eyes.

Each breath a meal, each step a prayer,

I’m tasting joy in good clean air.

My wounds once raw now start to heal,

With time and trust and someone real.

I’m feeling better, taking no more lies,

No empty words or spurious alibis.

I relish my silence, sweet and slow,

And feel my strength begin to grow.

I’m feeling whole, not patched or pieced,

Not stitched in fear or false released

But solid, firm, and standing tall,

A soul once starving, now fed by all.