(August 25th,2022)
Today two years ago I finally got my license
It was a happy day
Today I was lava pouring out of a volcano
Breathless with anger
So much has built up, I can't even fake it anymore
My soul is only open to two people these days
And not one of those two people is me
I have lost so many while trying to find me
And I regret trying to find me
Like I make any sense without trauma, without pain and shame
Without every toxic person that keeps me as a chain link
While I hold them on a pedestal
Trying to heal by cutting out the toxic people
Then dealing with the abandonment I just fed myself
It's painful to wake up,
It's painful to go to sleep
It's fucking painful to be me
Life keeps handing me lemons and my glass of lemonade that's not supposed to be full is now over flowing
I've been growing to hate the taste of lemonade because it's turning into its original form
And I'm not exactly sure if I want it to stop
Maybe one day this life won't hurt and there will be no more lemons to make lemonade with
But these lemons are attacking me from all sides
Trying to squirt their poison in my eyes and sour me
And they just might be winning this fight....
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Your Struggles is What Creates Your Depth
PoetryA collection of poetry,and random thoughts written when I was struggling to find my way.
