Them
they all see.
they see me build my life up to the point of my satisfaction.
they see the progress I have made with myself.
they see my heart sewn together and holding up.
they watch the long process I went through to be happy again,
and what do they do when they see me happy, they push me back to the start, the start of all the disaster.
they put the reasons as to why I was broken in the first place, they embed them into my mind.
the thoughts become mental scars, the mental scars become physical.
I have to hind myself once again, from them, and from the new eyes that are hard to tare away.
I feel all the old rejections, and some new ones.
I began to break once again, the old rips reopen and make new ones along the way.
the tears roll down my face as I remember all the details of what they said and are saying.
I have to start all over. I have to find the strength to want to fix myself again.
all
because
of
them.
(2014)
I know its hard to face the old demons you have, but just remember you got passed them once, so please try again.
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