When

When will the lies quit unfolding?
When will the heaving of my chest stop it's contracting?
When will the ache in my bones leave my body?
When will I wake up in the morning with breath in my lungs, instead of tears in my eyes?
When will I look in the mirror and trust that I am enough, even though he thought not?
When will I breathe again without a knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat?
When will I trust ever again?
When will crackling storm of his lies and betrayals lull to a simple humming?
When can I trust my heart again?
When will God lift us up from this pain?
When will hope return to my being?
When O when will I be loved?