I grew with you holding me up
A crumbling brick wall set between us
Of distance and time, of boundaries so I wouldn't
Create a dependence on my healer
Who didn't heal me but taughtTaught me that life was more than a series of tasks
Crossing items off the list of things I still have left to do
Burying myself under these chores
Sinking roots into the ground
Until that was all that's leftBut you opened my eyes to something more
I can stand up straight
The crumbling wall where our branches grew still intertwined
But upright, allowing me to be an individual
Without fearing I'm doing it wrongYou helped me see that it's okay to speak the way my brain feels
And not worry that I won't be understood
But embrace that difference because
Not every tree can grow flowers
Some were meant for just leavesI'm not settling for less of who I am
I am being who I am
But I realize I am better than who I was
Not because she wasn't great
Just because she still has room left to growI will not clip my thorns so you can strip me of my flowers
My hand is not for you to hold
If you cannot hug my soul without warning me
Of the stains I leave behind
The blood on your shirt is a part of me tooI grew slouched over knowing
That not all broken things can be fixed
But some things are better broken
I have learned beyond myself
I have seen the world from my window
And I am not disappointedI grew up by myself, but you gave me the space to do it
I worked on my problems, but you showed me I had them
I was blind but now I see
The problems I thought I had weren't weaknesses
But strengthMaybe I don't need you to heal
But you have hold on my veins all the same
My heart beats in time so to my mind
My scars have been bandaged but my being whispers
Love me.I am myself
But along the way I learned I am a piece of so many others
Different colors and textures
Shaping who I remainI am myself.
But you are some of myself too

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After (2024)
NouvellesIt's a story about recovering from depression. My journey to stay happy after a long couple years. I write mostly poetry. If you want to read more about my struggles click my profile, I have one published story detailing my 2023 year. It's still har...