Oct 2014
I told myself I recovered.
I told myself every day for a year.
I told myself to focus on the positives,
every single thing that could possibly spark some joy.
I reminded myself how alive I was every time I felt numb.
"You're stronger, better than it."
It wasn't until I was choking on sobs and finally feeling the rush that I realized what I had done.
I tried everything I could to feel alive again,
And it wasn't until I was covered in red that I did.
I told myself every day for a year.
I told myself to focus on the positives,
every single thing that could possibly spark some joy.
I reminded myself how alive I was every time I felt numb.
"You're stronger, better than it."
It wasn't until I was choking on sobs and finally feeling the rush that I realized what I had done.
I tried everything I could to feel alive again,
And it wasn't until I was covered in red that I did.
I believe pain is important, important to be recognized and felt. I believe it is necessary to share aloud.
This poem goes back to my time of relapse, and I have written many times about it, if not the original times.
I believe it is healthy to reflect, and appropriate to share my writings from these times.
This poem goes back to my time of relapse, and I have written many times about it, if not the original times.
I believe it is healthy to reflect, and appropriate to share my writings from these times.
