a few months ago i made this poem:
i wont get over it.
i will fight it
I wont let this evil dark thing put me down
I will fight it and beat it
I wont push you away
I need your help
I wont get better in a day
But i will try
I wont give up
I will fight
I wont isolate myself
I will speak up
I wont say "i'm fine" when im not
I will spill it
I wont lose this battle
I will be a winner
Its scary all the things i keep a secret
All the thing i dont say
The time i did wanted to give up
The times i didnt had faith in God
The times i wanted to die
I didnt feel good enough
I felt left behind
Didnt wanted to wake up in the mornings
My rollercoaster went down fast and its
struggeling to get back up,
technical error.
I wont give up my dreams
I will try to get there
I will try to lose al my bad addicitons
I will fight and beat this thing
I will get brighter and happier
But it will take time.
