How do you fight back the pain?

The demons.

How do you make them stay at bay?

To avoid relapse.

Looks like I couldn't figure it out.

Oops.

Guess I need to hide them again.

Not that you'll notice.

I keep saying old habits.

Like an old book lying open.

I guess it's my reach to you.

Hoping that maybe.

Just maybe.

You'll see.

But I know.

That you don't care.

About the darkness returning.

All because you stole that light.

The one thing that kept me clean.

The old book is adding pages.

The scribe is making more.

But of course.

You don't notice the moving quill.

So I must thank you.

For stealing the one light.

That kept me clean.

Let's see this destruction.

Will it actually be finished this time?

I guess we'll let the scribe decide.

If my 'happily ever after'.

Will really be happy.