near tears telling a hopeful story about death

every time I want nothing more than to

disappear 

I think,

"it's been a while since I've wanted to die this badly."

and it's true.

some days

are far worse than others, but

some days 

my will to live is so strong 

that I smile.

just because I can.

today is not one of those days,

but I know that this storm won't last. 

     Despite the weather it gets better.

someday I will wake up

and not feel like all hope is lost,

like I'll never get out of here alive.

someday I shall be the person 

I've always wanted to be:

happy, 

confident,

independent,

free.

someday I will be free.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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