So far from okay.
Tongue tied and afraid.
The big things stay the same.
Let us make little changes.
For me, that meant dying my hair.
Carving anti-suicide statements into my skin.
Working out.
I'm strong yet so weak.
What else can I change?
In a few months, things will change as me and the British school system part ways. Like all the people I enjoy talking to do the same.
40mlg
Only 25 mg than what I was on before.
Little changes.
Move country.
Little changes.
Started saying yes.
Little changes.
Going on little dates.
Having a few drinks with friends.
Going out without letting myself being controlled by anxiety.
Allowing my self to enjoy myself without fear.
By making little changes.
I cannot fight changes.
I shouldn't have tried.
It's exhausting.
Seasons will come and go.
Just as my moods change.
So while I do morn the falling leaves I also hope the brightness of summer can reflect its self in my mindset.
-XR
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Moments of gladness, moments of sadness & everything in-between.
PoetryI'm an 18 year old boy with Cerebral Palsy, depression and anxiety. I'm a British Hipster Punk Fuck who has dreams of happiness and independence. Living with my difficulties can be saddening and difficult so to cope I draw (follow my Instagram: ale...