weakening

14.

I'm feeling very alone

I'm feeling so alone that

I'm not even sure if any positivity

that escapes their mouths

are true anymore.

I feel so guilty about it.

how could I be so selfish

to shut all that out?

but at the same time

I can't decipher

if it's me or them anymore -

and it's frightening.

frightening to the point where

living is starting to be painful

without specific reason

and it kills me more

everyday.

the sadness is consuming

everything else I could possibly feel

and everything I could possibly

need or want

with all my might.

I am weakening

and unable

to fight.

💔

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I wrote this poem a month and six days ago, and it brings me to tears that since this, I have only become the opposite. I have grown in strength, grown in faith, felt less alone and strayed from hateful habits and I am slowly climbing out of my depression. I am fighting, and I am winning with small victories here and there in a journey of self-acceptance. this shows how much can happen in the span of a month, and I'm not ashamed to say I'm somewhat proud of myself. and I'm really, really happy I've come so far, and still going further.

believe in yourself, lovelies. you've got this. it does get better ♡ I love you. and I know you can do it.

xoxo, megs