Bearing Fruit

 

A Year Ago

 

I stumbled over my feet

 

My gaze would drop

 

And my stance would shrink

 

I remember some nights I would cry myself to sleep

 

The stress I felt and the feeling of never being enough

 

I felt stupid and dumb, uncreative and unworthy

 

But to make matters worst

 

The well of happiness in which I would always seek

 

Was suddenly poisoned

 

I remember I cried and cried

 

Drip drop drip

 

The sound of my tears pounding like rain

 

Then I remember

 

Each life is worthy of happiness

 

And happiness could be found within oneself

 

Soon senior year started

 

And I was looking at life with a new perspective

 

A new goal a new life to start with!

 

The simple life of grays and blues

 

Filled with sweet pinks and lilacs

 

I played sports with a new drive

 

And suddenly I joined the world of pretend

 

My name was not only Andrea anymore

 

But also Molly

and different identities

 

Relationships bloomed and my motivation soared

 

Who knew that cutting down weeds from a vine,

 

Could bear more fruit?

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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