If time heals all wounds
How long will this take?
Keep picking myself up
But I’m starting to break
I’m holding on to the pieces
But my will is wearing thin
I tell myself I can’t give up
Can’t let this darkness win
I break down, then
Somehow pull it back together
Tell myself that, maybe,
Next time will be better
That one of these days
I won’t need to cry
That each day won’t be, just
Another battle to get by
Sometime I won’t have to
“Just keep on going”
I won’t have to settle
The hurt will stop flowing
But each day is a struggle
And each night is a sin
And I can’t help but wonder
Can I really be okay again? 

12:53am 10-1-2012