One day
when the time is
just perfect
you will feel the sun
strike your cheeks
and warm your soul
and you will know that
rock bottom
was just the pit in which you were
remolding yourself into
the new you
built again to with stand this world
you can run
until your feet are raw
and throw fists at the sky in rage
you can scream
as if the fire will burst from your lungs
but when your done being angry
here I am
welcoming you back home.
home is where your heart is
and I will hold the pieces of yours
until I make something
extraordinary
out of the very crumbs of your existence
I pinky promise
until  the day I die
I will continue to stay
just long enough to see you
stand