I feel better.

No, that ache is not gone yet.

It still takes residence deep in my bones.

It is just not neighbors with my heart anymore.

It lives somewhere else less vital.

Where I can breathe still.

***

I feel better.

No, the source of the stress is not gone.

It is muted.

Silenced by other better sounds.

A tune drowning out a cacophony.

Letting me think again.

***

I feel better.

Yes, I have been set free.

Freed from a self imposed loop.

A trap I could never escape by myself.

I will have to return to it sooner or later.

But until that time, I feel better.