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Before


I never stopped thinking about you,

I looked up to you like no one else.

Sometimes I wonder what you would think,

If you saw what I have become.

 

You used to call me your firecracker,

I remember you always introducing me that way.

Whenever I saw you I would come running,

You always listended to my childish talk.

 

Before I left you would always give me a hug,

I was safe there, you kept the demons away.

But then I had to leave you,

And the demons came back stronger than before.

 

It is so much more difficult to resist them

My body bears the scars,

You always helped me fight against them,

But now I have to face my demons alone.

 

I saw you just the other day,

You gave me another hug,

They still help, but not enough to return me

To the happy little girl I was before.

 

 

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