Recovery

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Dedications

You are right about me;
I understand your frustration.

 

I'm exhausting,
I know.

 

I go through the same cycles,
never growing.

 

This has gone on so long;
I sound like a broken record.

 

I have been so careful
with who I bared my soul too.

 

I trusted you
and still you walked away.

 

You left me with the excuse
that I don't listen to your counsel.

 

I heard every word,
but each one cut deep.

 

You don't think
I want to change?

 

You don't think I want
to get better?

 

Of course I want to recover,
but the task seems daunting.

 

And now without my therapist,
how could I hope to improve?

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