It's been about thirteen years
Since I first took blame for things I didn't to
If my blame taking was a person
They would be a teen by now
It's soon been eleven years
Since happy family went down the drain
When I was that age my mental health did too
It's been eight years
Since I first harmed myself
When I was that age I changed schools
It's been nearly five years by now
Since I first wished to be dead
When I was that age I firstly read
It's been one year
Since I said goodbye
It's been a couple years
Of family improving again
When I was that age I got my first memories
It's been two years
Since I got diagnosed
When I was that age learnt how to speak
It's been over 20 months
Since I last hurt myself
When I was that age I didn't know of harm
I didn't know life could hold for me
Or what I would have to bear one day
It's been over two years
Since I started medicating
More than one for SSRI
And many months since I stopped
Yet I am doing just as good
And it's been half a year
Since the first people got to know me with my new name, since my boyfriend has been calling me by it
It's been a while
Since I'm alive
And I still am, at my current age
And even though sometimes it's hard
I'm thankful for it and hope to still be for some decades
YOU ARE READING
It does get better.
PoetryPeople say it will get better. But to be fair, most of them never were in your place. They say you will get happy again, but how can they know? I've struggled with trauma, mental illnesses and self harm for many years. These are (mostly) poems - abo...
