Virgin Mary

I have two guidences.

Unfortunately I wish I only had one

They're not in trouble or harm

And yes, I do know them

But I wish I didn't know one

36 and soaring, 32 and landing 

Stages of grief and collateral beauty define the inner me 

They define everything 

1460 days and I'm not fixed or treated

Permanent damage to my mind, body, soul, and life 

There will never any coming back for the both of us 

You knocked me off my feet, and are building me back up the way I fell apart

Slowly but all at once 

My joy, world and happiness revolved around you 

Who else can give me that

I just should've been aware and smart enough to make a deal with the evil 

But now I'm stuck with death, time, and love

But man did it bring it's vengeance