Recovery
I once knew a girl who had eyes
like the sun.
Her smile so bright and so big
such a delight.
Everything she said everything she did
a skip in her step.
Over time her eyes dulled out
now like the sea
When overcast is heavy but still
with a shimmer
Her smile is small but still
with some hope
And everything she did and everything she said
was slow and slurred.
I once knew a girl with eyes
dark as night
No shimmer, no hope, no way
out of the abyss
Her smile was a line or
forced through fear
And everything she did and everything she said
she did through her tears.
I know a girl with eyes that
have known pain intimately
Her eyes of determination
that won her fight
Her smile knows of pain late
at night
And everything she says and everything she does
is for the recovery of others
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