A New Embrace

How long has it been since my hands spoke for me? how long has it been since my mind lost itself in doubt and hurt? so many years have since left me as i struck down the sickness and buried it in my backyard. Every so often I have to make sure it hasn't tried to escape its coffin way down below for it seeks to pull my under so it no longer feels the loneliness that I had felt all those years ago. It cant have me I have found myself, I have reason, and hope. How long has it been since the words I love you and I'm sorry had meaning? I suppose not even I know the answer to my own thoughts.