I'm still standing
I'm still fighting
I'm still healing
I was dragged to my own personal hell and shattered like a porcelain doll.
I was trapped in an endless cycle of self loathing.
I fell in a rabbit hole that didn't seem to have an exit. But I still managed to get myself back up realizing that it was my job to climb up, not for anyone else to save me.
I scrapped all the strength that was left in me and built myself from scratch from the pieces left behind in the wreckage and glued myself together with self appraisal and self love.
I looked into the mirror and traced gently my battle scars with my fingertips and knew, that even though I will never be the same, they did not define who I was nor who I will become.
I hugged the body that I thought was once impure and promised I would cherish it.
I fell in love with myself and understood that, it didn't make me selfish, it made me indestructible.
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Poems
RandomHey guys! This is not a story, these are just some poems of my own and sometimes I might post some random phrases that come to my mind, please check them out and tell me if you like them or what would you change. That would make me really happy:D ...
