I wrote this at a time when I was still struggling after being betrayed by my ex. My poetry has helped me to heal. It reveals elements of my soul, and I hope resonates with you:

My emotions are like soup, a metaphor

So perfect in it’s comparison and more

Philosophical still. A mixture of things

Coming together as one. It brings

hope that just like the ingredients in this pan

Can be reflected in my own ability to understand.

Mixed, blended, smoothed like silk, it

Nourishes, warms, provides, and bit by bit

I start to feel whole again. Life. A short thing

That, given it passes quickly. I want to be

Happy, I wish to be healed, I long to be free.

Like soup, I wished only to bring you the complete

Comfort that it brings, to make you feel replete

With my warmth, my kindness, my love. 

This is all I ever wanted, and above

All else, I wished only for you to want me again.