it hurts to heal…
layers and layers to uncover and painfully peel.
fear dissolves and disappears when you let yourself feel.
letting go of what was fantasy…and embracing what was real.
he was a man who had very little love to give.
but i’ll thank him every moment i have to live.
when you know death, you also learn the value of life.
i thought he killed me, but i was made more beautiful by the blade of his knife.
for the choice was always mine.
love would find me…
with time.
