In these envelopes, I find release
A way to heal and find some peace
Each one holds a different part
Of my trauma, my broken heart
The first one holds the memory of home
The warmth, the love, the familiar tone
I write of laughter and shared embrace
In this envelope, I find a safe space
The second holds the people I trusted
Those who hurt me, those who disgusted
I write of pain and betrayal so deep
And with each word, I begin to see
The third holds the creatures of nature
The trees, the birds, the running water
I write of their beauty, their simple grace
And feel a connection to a different place
The process is long, each envelope filled
With moments of joy, and moments so chilled
But as I write, and release my pain
I start to see, I can heal again
And as I type and share my words
I feel a sense of being heard
Each person, place, and creature deer
I find a way to heal and clear
For in these envelopes, I find a way
To work through trauma, day by day
And as I write, and share my pain
I start to heal, and feel whole gain
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