I was going through my journal and found an old poem I wrote two years ago. It made me realize how some things might seem that will destroy you, as if you wouldn’t be able to pass through it. But then, time passes and you are okay, and whole again. We need to remember that we don’t need to put our faith or happiness on people. They should be part of it, and grow from it, but they shouldn’t be the source of it. We need to learn how to be complete on our own, so people will come and share their “complete” with you, and more and more will be added to who you are.
With that being said, I am sharing the poem I wrote, because even if it’s not a part of who I am anymore, it was a part of me for quite some time. Some people might see themselves in the poem, or recognize feelings they are having. So, for those who do I say, “It’s okay, you will get through whatever is haunting your soul, and it won’t kill you. It will make you stronger.”
To say okay, when you are not okay
To smile, when you want to cry
To pretend you don’t care, when you do
It’s all a mask, it’s all a lie
It’s a cry for help that you are failing to see
I’m hurting inside, how can it be?
That you neglect me when I’m near
Don’t try to find me when I disappear
But if I do, would you miss me?
Or shed a tear and move on quickly
When I would break if you ever left me.
I didn’t break. I’m still here, and so are all of you.