Can you? 

Can you take her at her worst?

When the demons she silenced so long ago get loud again

and her insecurities bleed raw truth from whiskey loosened lips?

Can you watch while she sets her whole world on fire?

With her honest tongue

And acid tears driven mad by the truth in her head?

Can you bear to hold her when she becomes the hurricane

she promised was buried under the rubble you started to clear away?

Waiting for the crack in the surface

That would set it free ….

Can you take her at her worst?

 

cswhitlow

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