42 days
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42 days.
One Month and eleven days.
My scars have begun to fade
and my smile has retraced itself
again.
42 days.
Of hard nights
where his words echoed
and I wanted to bleed
just one more time
42 days.
Forcing myself
to wake up, to fight
just to breath for this minute
and the next
42 days.
Of my chest becoming looser
Of my thoughts quieting down
Of my soul healing itself
together, re-mended.
42 days.
I never thought
i’d make it this far.
Each new day is a battle,
but I see it as something worth surviving.