I wish I could love the war out of you.
So you didn’t dance with fight or flight.
I wish I could go back to every moment
where you were wronged.
And somehow make it right.
I wish I could have fought for you
when you were 9,
because you deserved it.
Far before you were mine.
I wish I could love the hate out of you.
And replace it with my eyes.
So you could see how beautiful
you are.
to me.
I wish I could calm the storm
that rages inside of you
when you trip on triggers
and take it out on me.
Because I don’t deserve that,
but I still love you.
So I will endure it.
Because it is not your fault
that the chemicals in your brain
try to trick you into
sabotaging the good things.
They grow arms to push me out.
They grow a mouth to say hurtful things.
They grow legs that run away.
But I will walk behind you saying
“Babe,
I just wish I could love the war out of you.
But instead I’ll fight it with you.
Because I love you.
And you deserve that too.”
You.
Deserve.
That too.
~ Ashley Rose
