Growing And Healing

5 years old

Staring at the mirror

Wondering why god ever brought me here

Achy thoughts-in my mind

Keeping them in, shutting people out

 

13 years old 

Running so fast 

That is untill I collapsed 

Obsessing over people because I couldn't except myself.

Like a bird with no wings

Or a fish with no fins

I felt no hope like a bottomless bin

 

14 years old

locked in a cage

To weak to walk

To manic to talk

If bones were beauty 

Than I was the beast

Trying to be skinny nearly ended me

 

16 years old 

Feeling alive

Accepting myself for the first time

Tools in hand, ready to conquer the world 

Feeling humbled by my demons

I was running again, but this time because I wanted too

I was looking in that mirror, but only for a second

 

17 years old

Stuck in my mind

Unlike the first time 

I'm not going to hide

Fighting fire with fire 

Using my screws and hammers

I'm finding beauty in strength 

Not trying to change 

But trying to live

I have found the key in my cell

I will forever be working 

But working for myself.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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