Jan 2022
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He makes me quit drinking when I have my episodes,
He hides the knives I use on myself.
The words against him are vile,
Yet he returns it with a sweet smile,
And a soft I love you.
Continuously murmuring reassuring thoughts,
Even outside of a bathroom door he sits and waits.
He knows it’s just me,
My anger,
My Ptsd,
The once and final time using.
Letting him come through the door,
He kneels and holds the broken.
Caressing her frazzled short hair,
Wiping the tear stained cheeks.
A smile forms on his lips,
A gentle kiss to my nose,
“Welcome back my love, how do you feel?”
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He makes me quit drinking when I have my episodes,
He hides the knives I use on myself.
The words against him are vile,
Yet he returns it with a sweet smile,
And a soft I love you.
Continuously murmuring reassuring thoughts,
Even outside of a bathroom door he sits and waits.
He knows it’s just me,
My anger,
My Ptsd,
The once and final time using.
Letting him come through the door,
He kneels and holds the broken.
Caressing her frazzled short hair,
Wiping the tear stained cheeks.
A smile forms on his lips,
A gentle kiss to my nose,
“Welcome back my love, how do you feel?”
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He always tells me that each episode is better than the one last. He makes me stay sober longer and longer. We just stay in the clouds without the liquor. He definitely is making me change for the better. My save and grace.
