𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 -
𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩
𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺
𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥.
𝘍𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴,
𝘖𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳’𝘴.
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩
𝘚𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮
𝘙𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 -
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵
𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰
𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘶𝘴 ‘𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮.

DISCLAIMER:
This was the moment I felt like I've lost hope and any chance of being well. Hello Poetry allowed me to communicate my thoughts with others during those times I felt I was most alone. This was never published, because I lost interest in this account, and at the time I thought it was pointless. However, I slowly reminded myself of my worth. I slowly picked myself up, and decided in that moment that I will never let another person's thoughts or feelings towards me decide how I will live and experience this life that I was given. I reached out to people who I long forgotten and opened up to those who I trust. I found my support system who until this day are the same people who I can run to without judgement during those times that I feel vulnerable.

I lost many "friends"; betrayed by my own flesh and blood; and felt lost most of the time when I needed to find myself. I keep a smaller circle, but it took some getting used to after being a person who kept a lot of people around himself for most of my life.

All that being said. I hope that this can be a reminder that losing everything you thought was good in life is not losing everything at all. At the end of the day, no matter how bad the situation, we can all find another reason to keep going if we only dig deep, trust, and believe in ourselves.

For what it's worth,
I lived for you;
However, my existence ceased to be,
Because of you.