This is how it ends?
With you writhing in pain, demanding answers I can not give.
I settled so much in our life, but this my dear friend.
This is your battle, so stand tall.
Fight through these feelings, I'll lend you my skills.
I'll work with you, but these answers, only you can gleam.
Do not fear, I will still drive us along.
You need your time to digest this.
No more hiding, no need to fear.
Those methods are lost to us, no more scars shall appear.
This is your time to grow, our separation will soon come to an end.
So halt this writhing, no need to scream. I hear you just fine.
I lay these tools at your feet, use what you will. Dig through all that meat.
Grow strong.
All I ask in return.
Let go of her.
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Reflections (Chapter two)
PoetryFollow my rise and Experience my redemption, as I fight back against all that haunts me. There will be poems dedicated to others and how they help me in my rise, and there will be standalones where I forgive those who put me in the pit to begin with.
