I thought every moment would last, 

That I would be somebody different, 

But that unravelled pretty fast, 

The season's change, and soon,

spring is here, 

I'm clearly delusional,  but that wasn't clear, 

I can feel the pain again after so many years, 

It creeps to the surface, 

I can no longer  face my fears, 

I tackle it head-on as it takes away a piece of my soul, 

For how can I know that I'm truly myself, 

As I yearn back for my self-control, 

The scars run deep, 

They are mine to keep, 

Please spare me the details as I swirl in my grief, 

Have I improved, 

For only time will tell, 

Until then, my life will prevail. 

A/N 

I wrote this in a space of ten minutes whilst waiting outside MacDonald's.