Perfect the way we are
But, If you have a wish
Pluck it from the brightest star

Filled your bag with healing herbs
As island birds whisper a loving word
Guiding the way, Flying south
But, the loudest sound
Resonates from your souls mouth

With your feet in her water
Know your mother natures daughter
Ready to cross seas of color
Thats hard enough
Drifting in a storm where seas are rough
Floating on your back
If you bring anything
I hope its love you pack

Oh Jam. Such a brave and personal write. I don't have any clever answers, I'm sure the issue isn't that you don't know where to get the help you need, it's accepting the help and accepting yourself so that you can break the cycle.
Keep writing the poetry, because we can love that and reflect it back to you. :-) x
=^.^=

What a brilliant poem. I could feel that I am there in the poem.

JaM, I really liked this write. It is so bold and full of visuals for me. Very well done :)

Oh this is a heartbreaking yet such a brave write