Poetry & Self-Awareness

My mind was in constant isolation

And you adjusted that

You might be the reason for my salvation

You provided sustainable formulas

I used them as tools, making sure they weren’t cruel

I’m not trying to be a fool

Once again, I’m tired of catching the blame

Again and again, the same drain, the same pain

But you might be my salvation

You make me feel sane, you make me feel Zen

I want to open the doorway to you but I’m afraid

I’m so tired of leaving it closed

Because so many time it’s been exposed

For a long time that door has been locked

A cloud of doubt kept it blocked

My heart slowly dropped but when you came around it quickly stopped

You might be my salvation

You made it in my heart, congratulations