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Recovery - a poem

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I struggled with mental illness for years, and I think I’m finally seeing the end of the tunnel… this is a poem about it!

    I’m here.
    I’m alive.
    Could this be true?
    Me 3 years ago wouldn't know what to say or do,
    She’s shocked, amazed, how is this not a dream?
    Life was so terrible, and I made it, I beat it.

    I climbed out of the hole I dug for myself,
    6 feet underground and now I see the sun,
    My smile and soul on its highest shelf,
    And me thinking my life was done.
    When it’s far from over,
    Years still ahead of me,
    How did I hate myself so much,
    Is this recovery?

    I found what I love, I found what I adore,
    Sure life still sucks, but it used to suck more,
    I'm breathing, I can swim, I don’t remember the last time I cried myself to sleep.

    But will this euphoria last…
    After recovery…
    I’m on the top of a hill, I soon have to fall down, but I’m okay. I’m alive, at least for now.

    Hey everyone!
    It’s been years since I’ve posted here, but I just remembered this account and wanted to tell anyone who read my past works… I’m okay. I’m alive. I’m here. You never lost me.

    I’ve circled through hundreds of comments left on some of my works and I just wanted to say thank you for all of your love and support. I don’t know how often I post or even if these will be my last times on here, but I adore each and every one of you who have made it through.

    Congrats to you all. I love you more than words can express. 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖


Comments (1)


85 days ago
Im happy your doing better.😃