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After Hell

2 hours ago
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We’ve been through hell

and now we look back to see

we have a few demons following us closely. 

Our shadows invite the demons in. 

But I promise you, Love, 

I am fighting them. 


The person who broke me

tells me 

I am too broken to love.

And I understand what she means.

The irony stings. 

The demons sing.

But I promise you, Love, 

I am fighting them. 


Don’t you remember, 

I was also tasked with forgiving the impossible?

So I know how hard it is. 

I know how scary it can be. 

I felt how much vulnerability it takes. 

This time, though, it was me who made the mistake,

and it is you who is challenged to forgive the impossible. 


This shit makes me never want to drink again. 

And ‘sorry’ starts to look like a silly word 

when you type it out as much as we do. 



We’ve been through hell, you and I,

and now we look back to see 

we have a few demons following us closely. 

Our shadows invite the demons in. 

But I promise you, Love, 

I am fighting them. 

Please know,

I am fighting them.


I could use your help, though.


I am too broken to love.

And I understand what she means.

The irony stings. 

The demons sing.

But I promise you, Love, 

I am fighting them. 

But please don't stand there and watch me bleed.


CH 10/8/26

 
 
 

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