The Remedy

Personal (Hope)

I cannot run far enough
away from everything
that causes me pain.


So many of the reasons
that I am hurting
are lodged inside of me.


They are a part of me,
attached to my bones
like a festering cancer.


They eat away at my soul,
devouring my hope
and stealing my joy.


My heart is consumed
by hurt and ache,
begging for healing.


But the cure lies
outside of myself,
in a distant place.


It is found in you;
you are the remedy
for all my ailments.

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