Here is a poem I wrote this morning. Not the greatest, but it tells it the way it is right now for us.
I appreciate the help you want to give me
I appreciate that you care
I appreciate that you want to fix things
I appreciate that you want to be there
I don't want you to rescue me
I don't want you to take on my hell
I don't want you to lose yourself within it
I don't want you to hurt
I need you to be there
I need you to listen
I need you to care
I need you to hold my hand while I ride through this storm
There isn't any quick fixes
There isn't any right answers
There doesn't seem to be much hope
There doesn't seem to be much light
Can you just listen
Can you just care
Can you just hold the flashlight to light my way
Can you just sit by side and hold my hand while I ride through this storm
What I need and what I want
What I don't need and what I don't want
Do you understand and do you hear me
What I need and what I want
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There is light at the end of the tunnel. We have proof. We found it!
- or at least have a strong grasp on it and not letting go. (Even though our healing is still happening.)
woundedhearts
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