It feels like my brain has been in free fall,
In its fight or flight state I'm not sure who I am anymore.
I was falling and falling,
Until I hit the bottom.
Rock bottom.
My breaking point.
I broke.
Now it's time to pick myself back up,
Avoid another fall.
But to do that, I need to crawl back up from where I was once falling free.
Teach myself how to fly freely,
Instead of fall freely
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growing pains
PoetrySometimes you have to feel pain to grow, and that's okay because the other side will make it all worth it ♡
