Every day
I thank the girl in me
that believed my life
could still be
something magical
even when the darkness
was enough to chew her up,
and spit her out
even when the ledge
was close enough
for her to end it all
She still chose life.
And I owe it to her
to make something incredible
of myself.
On the days I succeed
I put my hand on my heart
and whisper to her
"This is for you."
