Recovery

Six months have gone by, All I do is sigh, Not because I’m not proud, But because I did it without my dad around, I watched him fall, I wish he would just call, To hear him say he was proud, But that’s not allowed, You see in my fathers eyes, This is just a disguise, One day I will know, That I took the right way to go, One thing I learned, That I am starting to be heard, Every single person that I have met on this journey, Has shown me I don’t have to worry, Because they believe in me, They are teaching me to see, That this is the way, Just for today, I do not have to hurt alone, Or cry to the unknown, Every single person here today, I hope you all stay, This is the only way, And that is okay.