Ramble

no one ever talks about 

the pain of getting better 

how it feels to lose 

who you thought you were 

you were comfortable in the despair

you were content with rotting teeth

and knotted hair 

im doing better now 

and I don't know how to feel 

a part of me craves the darkness 

wants to fall into the abyss 

but I can't let down the little girl 

who was unaware of the world 

when she was playing barbies in the summertime at six