I'm okay Really I am I'm over it I can talk about it without shedding a tear I can move on without fear
Have I forgiven him? We laugh and talk most times than not The scars lay dormant Then a whisper The scars are scratched Wounds reopened I relive the nightmare
Then comes the shadow Of pain and uncertainty Conflicting emotions Thirst for peace and vengeance
It seems my demons follow me And no matter how much I try I can't escape them For the triggers are my shadow And they're never far behind.
Are you really over something if you still get triggers?