Recovery

Dear girl... Darlin...look down
Examine your pale little arms
Can you still see them so clearly?
And where's that blade you used to harm?
It's been so...d**n long hasn't it?
And they've become so pale right?
And you realize...you actually feel good
And you see your arm is a much better sight.
Yes baby, I know you still get quiet
And I want you to know it's ok to be sad
But can't you see the massive difference???
Isn't occasional rain better that the storms you once had?
Baby girl your feet are firmly on the ground
Yes yes I know you stand on shifty sand
But... You no longer choke on the water
You no longer struggle so hard to stand.
Darling... You're f-ing better now
And I know you can't believe it
I know you're scared to trust it
But you put the blade down... You finally quit
You made it