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?