I may not know what it may certainly feel
to have scars running down my arms or drowning myself with pills,
whaever you do, I love you still.
When demons try to haunt your dreams, I'll be there.
When the urge is great to bear, I'll be there.
You're a rose bud in a sea of blue flowers.
You're one of the angels that have forgotten how to fly.
Please, for me, dry those tears and try...
This battlefront cannot be won alone,
How this ends is on your shoulders and yours only,
The darkness will not take you,
Please, please try to make this notion come true.
I know you can do, I know you can.
Stay alive and take a stand.
I love you like the sun loves the moon,
I don't want to ever let go of you.
Stay here with me, and I shall show you.
You are Zoe, my rose bud.
Congratulations on being three months clean!
-Sarah.
