I am inherently sad.
I have known true happiness,
full bliss only once and
I have spoilt it.
I did not recognise it for what it was,
I did not realise how it was changing me.
When happiness left...
I did not realise what I had lost.
There was no getting better in sight.
Months it took for me to see
that a piece of me had been torn away,
ripped and clawed at,
leaving a shredded wound behind.
Time is a healer... my ****.
Time is the water eroding the rock,
It is the cancer eating away at your organs.
Time didn't heal my wound,
It made it fester
and now gangrene has set in.
Time has taken away my hope,
that little part of me who took its first beating
when I was just a child.
Time brought my hope relentless abuse,
bruises and nasty breaks.
In place of hope now lays a darkness.
A graveyard of all that once made the sun shine brighter
an empty space where all my dreams go to die.

Take all the time in the world to heal your bruised heart,
even when you feel like you are falling apart;
know that there are people who will be there to catch you
when you fall.

You are capable of doing the extraordinary.
Though along the way it may seem wary,
drag yourself up and never look back.
Learn to love yourself again and again,
learn to be
you.