I scraped the moss off my shoes Before coming in Thinking I shouldn't need To do that again Yet here I am Covered and cold I scraped my knees Bled through my jeans Threadbare but took care To keeping it clean It amazes me How much my body holds They keep telling me to breathe As if that's not the only thing Keeping me here I scraped butter on toast Before not eating again Thinking it's better To give in and pretend I'm not hungry I scraped together Pennies and dimes Nickels a

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For two weeks I sat by your bed Reliving the last few years How they had gone and went I saw you go from good to bad From bad to worse To...