I'm like a rubber band
You can test me
You can stretch me
I can take it
I will endure so much distress
More than you would expect
Because I might seem weak
I am not
But only to a certain degree
At some point I will eventually snap
And when I do
I won't go quietly
I will snap back to you
And you will be hurt like me
All that pain in a second
After decade long build-up
And then you will see
I'm not a rubber band
Because I will heal
Even after I broke down
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I'm really stressed right now. I'm done and have to continue, I'm scared and have to do it anyways. At least I got my writing inspiration/motivation back and it helps to cope.
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...
