Damnit

October 12, 2015

There's a hole in my soul,

An emptiness in my heart

That rattles with every sob,

Breaking up my bones and

Shaking up my recovery.

I go a little bit farther each time,

But it still hurts.

I'm triggered

And you slip back into my mind,

Where you've made a home..

Because no matter how far we get,

I'm afraid I'll always love you.

Because I don't lie.

And I keep my promises;

No matter how dumb,

No matter how impossibly

Hopeless.

I still love you more than anything in the world.

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