I know I should be proud, of myself, my progress
though there isn't much I feel good about now
finally able to open up again, to try
after two years, maybe more, four even
it's difficult for me, a territory to frequent
but it get harder every time
Further away, longer recovery, harder and harder
to try again later, let someone in.
I'm waiting for the finale with bated breath
giving up is soon, inevitable, closing in quickly
I just won't know when