Fight for Yourself
I Am...
a broken girl who has been left behind and uncared for
a broken girl who has spent more nights trying to disappear than trying to live
a broken girl who gave up her sanity to keep someone else sane
a broken girl who put herself in harm's way in order to stay alive
a broken girl who gave up nutrients in order to look good
a broken girl who held 43 pills in her palms in order to escape
a broken girl who gave something to someone that she wasn’t even sure was rightfully hers
a broken girl who depended on a missing piece
a broken girl who spent two years of her life hanging by a thread
a broken girl who was unable to relieve her heavy burden.
I Am…
a healed woman who packed up and left
a healed woman who spends her days thriving and succeeding
a healed woman whose smile is as true as the sun’s shine for the earth
a healed woman who stitched up the cuts and fought the shit out of life
a healed woman who radiates light and warmth to the ones who need it
a healed woman who now laughs in the face of darkness
a healed woman who put up stone walls around her heavy soul
a healed woman who depends on herself and a little bit of coffee
a healed woman who spends her days singing at the top of her lungs to The 1975
a healed woman who was somehow able to find the bright side of hell.
This poem is about:
Me