I appreciate your well wishes and I know you meant
the best, but all I need is for someone to genuinely
listen. I don't need your groups; your meetings; your
lifetime of easy answers. Not everything has a solution
but still you try to force feed breeding a new kind
of dependency relying on the pain of others to feel
whole once again. Piece myself together with fragments
of a broken life; all alone I walked away from your
sharpened knife. Feeling me to suck my pain,
loving me to keep you sane.
Collapse into a lifetime of easy answers.
Beating me over the head with your rhetoric.
Deep seeded answers for all of life's little problems.
Now you'll have a new addiction to false hopes and
empty meaningless I love yous.
Loving the fact that a solution is just out of reach.
and you reach; you try; you fail; and you cry; all
in the name of recovery from a lifetime of endless harsh realities.