Realizations, Confrontations, Tears.

It started senior year

So many realizations and quite a few confrontations

And I cant forget the tears

Growing up, I never knew I'd lose so many relation-ships

Friends grew apart

Gave me a broken heart

Had me questioning everything

Like where do I start?

So many nights I cried

Thinking about the lies

My mom saw my depression

I made many confessions

It happened for the best

I got alot off my chest

I speak to God more he opened a door

I'm truly thankful for that

Losing all those friend really threw me out of wack

It taught me to grow and thats what I did 

Wish I could go back to August fifth

But it's over and it happened

Thank you God for freeing me 

From what I was trapped in

This poem is about: 
Me

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