I kissed her bruises
In hopes of mending her broken spirit
She was distrusting and fearful of me
Since I'd abused and belittled her for years
She needed to feel she could trust me with her fragile and tired heart
Every round of sobriety brought me a little closer to her
And with every relapse, she'd lose faith in our potential bond
Knowing it was an attempt to silence her
When the relapses stopped, I again tried to get close to her
Nervous and distrustful
Yet she was willing to hear me out
I told her I loved her as I embraced her
I told her I was ready to keep her near
And she didn't deserve to be drowned anymore
I explained the mere image of her was too painful in the past
I was so sorry it took me so many years to realize that it wasn't her fault
She forgave me and told me she'd been waiting for me to accept her for 27 years
With the innocence and purity of a child's love she opened up to me
When we became one, we discovered our power
And I'll never be the same.
