It's Not You, It's Me

Young Recovery

She doesn't understand anything

She finds fault in everything

She yells constantly

Nothing is really ever said

Everything scares her

She is full of fear

Blind she stays

Alone she thinks

She'll tiptoe around the clutter

She nests within herself

She confuses herself

She questions what's before her

She's locked into the past

She waits for her head to just stop or even slow down

She spends her time with him

But, she is lost in another

He's broken her in two

She yells out and battles

A quest 

An unreachable compromise

She's been taken out

Taken down

She's down for the count

Reviews

[Tricia O'Brien]

Again, well said. Simple yet extremely insightful.
You rock

[Chris]

We don't choose whom we love... just whom we like...