Wishing

every time I start to stand again, 

every time I start to fix me self, 

I dream, 

I dream of two things that pull me back down, 

break me all over again, 

make me cry all over again and it hurts, 

it just hurts, 

why do I have to keep reliving these things, 

why do I have to still see it, 

feel it, 

go through it all over again, 

its killing me and no one knows but me and I can't talk about it, 

the words wont leave my mouth, 

so I sit and let the tears roll down in hopes that it will be the last time that I dream.