After so many attempts I still don't feel okay
After so many heartbreaks I still try to piece myself back together.
After so many tears I still pull myself up
After so many days of living in such an exhausting life you just want to disappear.
But you can't.
After I met you, I wanted to try
After I tried I still couldn't be okay
So I tell myself you got this.
I tell myself, pick yourself back up.
Yet my body just lies there.
After 16 years I'm finally done.
Finally done wishing for more from my life.
Finally done saying, after this we'll be okay
After 16 years you've won.
You've broke my spirit universe.
YOU ARE READING
words in the fog
Poesíapoetry, talk of substances, abuse, and love, unspoken words to sooth the healing.
