A raven came to me one stormy night
As I lay contemplating ending life
Taking me on a wild curious flightFirst we flew through my years, where abuse ran rife
Showing me every deep unhealed wound
Then the raven took me to afterlifeWe flew over the souls that abuse drowned
A pungent dead sea bordered by crushed dreams
My guide said that’s where my thoughts had be boundShe saw me flinch when hearing the seas screams
Clacked her beak knowingly as my tears fell
And flew on navigating by moonbeamsWe alighted in a field of seashells
Bathing me in pearlescent healing light
She said you’ll find freedom through an inkwellWith one of my feathers you’ll demons smite
Don’t worry it will as before regrow
Heal yourself and others as you pain writeFollow the stream to the source of your flow
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