1d
The sure fire cure,
To a spirit rotting your mind,
Is to leave your spirit behind.
Find somewhere where nobody knows your name,
Except the trees who know everything,
Rebuild your spirit there.
Fresh as the smell of pine,
Strong as the flesh of oak.
Remember what you were born to do,
And do it more.
When changing tradition,
Or burning books of lore,
You must keep the few that remain true,
Then dance in the ashes of the rest.
To a spirit rotting your mind,
Is to leave your spirit behind.
Find somewhere where nobody knows your name,
Except the trees who know everything,
Rebuild your spirit there.
Fresh as the smell of pine,
Strong as the flesh of oak.
Remember what you were born to do,
And do it more.
When changing tradition,
Or burning books of lore,
You must keep the few that remain true,
Then dance in the ashes of the rest.
Mental health and illness is a battle. In the end we should heed the advice of professionals, but pioneer to find personal cures. Something to heal or help until we reach a place of peace.
