Before the healing process

Im not sure when I will start to heal again

But i do know that when the days feels long 

the nights feel like forever 

I knew it had gotten bad again

When waking up felt like unwanted job and brushing my hair was another chore 

I knew it had gotten bad again

I started to see myslelf as an enemey more then a friend 

the constant pain of waking up and not feeling like myself was pure pain

We wonder when things will get better 

so we seek for help in many ways to "cope"

For that may be drugs or sex maybe if you are a lucky one a friend 

It was the mornings the waking up with a heavy feeling 

Then falling asleep with no feelings

Most of us are looking for a way to numb the pain 

rather then heal from it

Healing comes with time and for some of us we have to go through the numbness 

In order to find peace to seek healing

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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