Nurse: Your veins are useless! The blood just won’t come.
That’s because I’m dead inside.
Nurse: Oh, Helena, you are funny!

*

I promised you a bunch of stuff.
I promised you that I’d get better.
I promised you that I’d be in remission by the end of March.
I promised you that I’d be fully Recovered by the summer.
I promised you the world, and so much more.
I promised you my future.
I gave you all I got, every ounce of energy that I had in me.
You threw it all away,
You threw it all away.
For what?
Cheap thrills, whores and expensive lads nights out?
Boys only holidays, prostitutes and shit cocaine?
I promised you my future.
I gave you all I got.
You threw it all away,
You threw it all away.

The knowledge that I am officially starting the Recovery process tonight and seeing you tomorrow are the only things keeping me alive today.
Love you and miss you always, my handsome boy.

xxx