I had to go through hell to find you again

To awaken what once was

Walking a thin line

Of sabotage

And fear

To bring you back to me

I thought this was what I wanted

But always I just wanted you back

I wish it didn’t have to be this way

I’m so sorry for all of this destruction

Categories: Addiction, Anxiety, bipolar disorder, Creative Writing, Depression, Love, Mania, Marriage, Mental Health, OCD, Poetry, PTSD, Self Esteem, Writing


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