Memories float around me
Careless and distant
Yet vivid and real.
I have climbed many mountains
From high school and college
To learning how
To forgive myself
For my own mental health.
With the mountains however
Come steep cliffs
Valleys
And pits.
And though every time I fall,
I get back up.
I tend to forget the pain
Of my lowest lows
Until I return again.
The memories will remain.
And I will continue to climb and fall.
But I will remain strong
For this journey choose me
And I choose to continue.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry. From the broken soul.
PoetryPoetry written over a time span of over ten years. This includes some of my darkest and lightest moments and the stories of others. Most deal with topics such as suicide, depression, family, eating disorders, religion, self harm, acceptance, recover...
