There is part of me that hides from it's other half
"no indication of destructive behaviors or disturbing thoughts..."
in so many ways I'm stronger
"character is unique..."
but sometimes my actions dictate that I am a person I previosly despised.
"has not reported any nightmares..."
at the lowest point I could not find or accept myself
and I was stuck with no identity,
only a self loathing,
self destructive
will
"have not observed cuts or an indications of intentional harm..."
that is still buried deep
beneath and far too frightening
for anyone to ever know how far I flew from reality
"character will be an asset"
Part of me disappeared, while
another piece still hides,
I doubt that anyone has seen the two sides emerge
"incorporated her grief into her personality"
The darkness, and the light
as I used to call it
but extremes don't cover
the gray in between
the shades i've searched to accept and define
"cured"
it's my turn to lead the blessed life
things don't affect me as they did before
I'm the same but not at all
and I'll always survive
because I know how to win the fight,
if ever again I should fall...
"recovered"
BaCk
