But they never said that you couldn\'t try anyways.
I have poured misplaced love in each gap I\'ve crossed
Behind locked eyes with rose colored vision,
I gave a part of myself away with each glance
In another failed attempt of a rescue mission.
Day after day, I chipped away.
And maybe it was easier that way,
To write a love letter instead of a goodbye.
To put the power to hurt in someone else\'s hands,
So I could nurse the unseen cuts they left behind.
I no longer seek self-injurious lust disguised as love.
I am not a vessel for someone else\'s pain.
I look for strength in myself and not above,
And I no longer say the names of those who hurt me most in vain.
I choose to find gratitude in the parts of my life that were hardest to survive,
And I have made a conscious decision to value those around me without self deprecation.
After all, I was the one who kept myself alive,
And for that I have my appreciation.