Clean


When the smoke cleared
and I wiped the tears from my eyes
When my motives were pure
And I stopped telling lies
When the sensation returned to my hands
And blood filled my heart again
This is when
I saw things clear for the first time in a while
And instead of a look of concern
I now see your smile

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This poem relates to recovery and becoming emotionally available