It’s easy to run away It’s hard to stand up and speak Finding shelter feels safer Even when it makes you feel weak

It’s okay to be weak You’re allowed a break Sometimes life is too much to take

You can live your whole life without making it into a single history book And that's okay

One Year Ago

I found myself at my lowest point Barely keeping my head above water My brain screaming to give up But I held my head up long enough to take out my tools and fix it

Some days I sink down Pulled down by dark thoughts Suffocating, drowning in a pit of black tar

Injury invisible to others hindering your ability to be who you were

After a day filled with people some bad, some lovely it’s nice to get some time to only worry about me

I keep my scars hidden Because I don’t want the world to know But if everyone does that then everyone will be alone

It’s easy to focus on all the negatives on the misery on everything that’s missing

The demons are swarming mocking you, laughing at you you run for a safe corner where they can’t pursue