Times are tough sometimes. Mental illness is no joke and I only recently began to seek treatment for mine. I got to a really dark place mentally and this poem was the result.
It is so important to take care of your mental health. It was literally a life and death situation for me, which was why I finally got help. So many people have told me that I am brave for being proactive in seeking treatment for myself. I didn’t feel brave. I still don’t. However, as I piece my life back together once again, I keep moving forward. I take my small victories, even those that others may view as insignificant. I’ll live.
For the first time in several years, I got up in front of an audience and read some of my poetry. I have to admit, it felt good and made me think about what more I could be doing with my poetry. Life gets in the way of dreams sometimes, but this blog gives me a chance to express myself and share my art. Here’s the video of one of my poems Pain Killer. I hope you enjoy it.
Pulling away from what weighed me down and pushing up into a new way of
What I loved purposely left me weeping,
But still a heart still worth keeping.
And it beats stronger… while the heaviness withers away and I shrink, I think, “How great it is to be thinner from ‘wait’ loss, patiently hoping for better days, and stronger from the discomfort of willing myself more life.”