Personal (Hope)

I was called to give you hope.

Instead I rob you of what I bestow.  

I can’t escape my demons so easily  

for they thirst to cause me hurt.  

The ache in my bones still exists,

my heart is still broken.

Mending the past will take time,

but I know my purpose

and I will pursue it to  

the best of my ability.

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