there was a time when
things were so good
and you were happy
you wonder how things got so bad
then you blame yourself
you hate yourself
you cannot control the pain
and you mark your body
with little slit like tally marks
but you desire to fix yourself
you want things to be better
you are trying but things take time
you must be patient
and you must learn from your mistakes
before you can fix yourself
it is a process