I feel the sun again,and the moss accepts my shape
Content with my appearance, pleased by my shape
I dont hate myself anymore
My arms don't sting
They no longer snag on every sleeves string
They are still soft,my armored skin kept me safe
I can stomach things aside from pain
I found pleasure in smiling
I can stomach being alive
The nausea isn't here anymore
I dont forget to eat
It is all gone
These bridges have fallen,although I miss them occasionally
I am better this way
It is all gone
I yearn for death no more,the longing
Has ceased
I would never want this pain to harm another,so I will not let it harm me
You are just as deserving of happiness as I
The hurricane of pain has vanished
And dusty dreaming of cutting the time short like icy flesh
Has ceased
I dont hate myself anymore
I love being alone
It is not as lonely as it once was
The solitude bears open arms,they are soft and comforting,
It has changed over the years,
No more chains and fake illusions of
Cold
Dark
Quiet echoes of friends pushed into boxes sent far away
That static is gone
I can distinct myself from the void my conscience caused me to mimic
I can breathe again
No more nightmares
No more blurs
I can think again
Those years I dont remember
Blocked out by fesr,and hatred for my own joy
I can't hurt me anymore
The tender acceptance inside myself hugs me best,
and it will never let go
I will never let go
The cold is not cold anymore
The cold is another form of warmth
Another part of growth
I won't hurt me anymore