Recovery
I've been
Numb inside
since he died
Even though
I'm frozen
I can still feel
the pain
Times like these
I wish I could
just lose all
circulation.
I though he was
immortal
but I was wrong
He showed me
exactly how
fragile humans are
I broke that day
when he died
piece by piece
I fell to the ground
Like London bridges
I fell down and kept falling
for too long
It took a while for me
to realize that he's gone
but I'm not.
I'm fixable.
Not all of me
will be exactly
the same.
But life is not over for me.
Sometimes I still need to remember.
Maybe I'm still in recovery.
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