Patches

I was lost
In the forest of
Personal hells
Where Remorse
Depression
Guilt
And Self-doubt
Knew me too well
A victim of myself
Struggling to break free
From insecurities
That tore me asunder
I bled deep red
Lines in battle
Buckled with the weight of it all
There were those
Who tried to rescue me
I tugged at their sensibilities
Until I pulled off a piece
And used them in the
Mending of my skin

It took an eternity
But today I feel
More whole than I’ve ever been

—MCR.

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