Soul Threads.

This time, last year

I sold my soul.

This time, this year

It’s coming back.

It’s holding on

Not by a thread

It’s more sewn in

My dreams

are still haunted

And some things slip

into my reality

But my soul is intact

That’s more than I

Was able to ask

This time, last year.

-M_LM (Melody LeeMarie © 2023)

Melody LeeMarie

Aspiring Independent Author and Mental Health Advocate

https://melodyleemarie.com
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