I had it all wrong
Some wounds can never be cleaned out
That's the truth
No matter how much reflection
Inner work
Solitude
I do
There's always a hardness
About me
That I recognize
Caused by unbelievable amounts
Of emotional and mental pain
I know I'm broken
I know no one can fix me
All I can do
Is love myself
To the best of my ability
And show myself some grace
And maybe
One day
My days of remembering my pain
Will be balanced out
By the days I did my best
To love the pain away
