What Really Matters
I never thought I’d be alive for my High School Graduation
Day after horrendous day
The pain grew worst
The black hole was stretching its reach to me and I was being swallowed whole
Every cry for help
Was masked with humor
And seen as a quick wit
I spent years keeping it all in
Cause how can you tell?
You don’t want to be a burden
You don’t want to worry anyone
You just want your pain to end
All the while
I was crumbling
I was broken inside and
I will never forget
The cloudy Sunday night
In the middle of March
When it felt like the sky was my own personal burden to carry
It felt like my life was shattering before my eyes
And I had a front row seat to watch the destruction
I’ll never forget writing how sorry I was
Writing my goodbyes
Writing how this was what was best for me
And then walking across the hall to the gun safe
The key was still in and it was ajar
This was it
One small action
All the pain
All the tears
All the awful that had plagued me day after day would just
End
My vision was blurred with the tears
And I realized I had no idea
how to load a gun
I felt like a failure more than ever
I went to sleep with defeat on my mind
And no hope for the future
I stayed around for another day
Because I was tired
And because I didn’t know what else to do
My life became a battleground
Where I was fighting for my life
Day after day
Only to realize
The enemy I was fighting so hard against
Was the person
I looked at every day in the mirror
I stuck around
But never told
Because how can you tell
the only people who still believe in you
that you don’t even believe in you?
Everything in my life
Felt so rushed
College
Friends
Family
Everything and Everyone
Was going at 100 miles a minute
And I didn’t know what to do
I felt so worn down
Like I had grown up
Before I was ready
My childhood was over
Because what kid
Wanted nothing more
Than to die?
My childhood was over
And I didn’t want to see what came next
I finally told my mom
That I never thought
I would make it to my High School graduation
She told me we’d figure it out
And I began getting help
My childhood may have ended
But my life hadn’t
And I’m still trying to put it back together
I stay for each new day
For each new glimpse
Of happiness
As small as it may be
I learned that life
Shouldn’t be lived in the darkness
I learned that reaching out for help
Is not a sign of weakness
And I’m trying to focus on the positive.
I had aimed my life at destruction
But now,
I’m aiming it at happiness
Because what else matters really?