There's a weight lifted off my shoulders,
a burden I no longer have to bear;
it's one that I've borne for years
but didn't even know.
Atlas took his spot back
underneath the world.
I'm finally free.
Each day seems brighter.
Colors seem more pigmented.
I can breathe again -
when I didn't know I had
stopped until now.
I don't care.
I. Don't. Care!
Say what you will;
I don't feel it's my problem anymore.
I've found myself
after being lost for so long.
I'm not worried about the future.
"Who will I be? What if I fail?
What if I don't make it?"
I can now tell myself "Stop!
It's for another time,
another place, and another you."
I'm not terrified of death.
"What if I believe wrong?
Will I survive hell?"
I can shake my head.
It's something out of my control -
but that's okay.
I'm here now, today,
and that's all that matters.
I'm not stepping on broken glass,
my feet bleeding from the
pieces caught on them, scratching,
trying desperately to please others
by berating and hurting myself.
No one cares where I walk,
how I walk, or when.
The thought is a blessing I didn't
know I needed.
My wounds are healing because
I just don't give a damn.
Finally, my exhaustion is gone.
The days I spent so stressed that
it tired me are now behind me.
I'm full of energy, alive!
I've never felt so awake!
It's amazing!
I didn't realize I was a zombie,
craving another's brain
because my own was so cluttered
with needless things
that it made me want to scream.
No one knew my pain,
but I didn't know they didn't.
I thought toiling away each day
was what everyone did.
Even though I saw tranquility,
I never felt it.
Their seas were calm
whilst mine were raging -
but the storm never left,
so I assumed that was how things
were meant to be.
Now I know there is something
different about me.
I'm unable to help it -
fixated, frustration, freaking out;
Yes, I'm unable to help it -
but I can fix it;
I can right what's wrong within.
I get nervous.
I still feel tension.
I'm not overwhelmed by it.
Oh, what a blessing living now is!
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To the World...(A Collection of Poems)
PoetryZelda Aurora Gabriel has been writing poetry from the time she was 13. She is now 25. Different from others her age, poetry became an outlet and a means of understanding a world that often didn't understand her. "To the World" is a compilation and a...
