2018 brought me heartache
Showed me the depths of rock bottom.
Made friends with my alone and Lexapro,
when Summer turned to Autumn.
Dark clouds collected overhead
Each month a little heavier
Rain and thunder…Stay in bed.
Hoping one day it would get better.
Then my own hand I started holding,
Placed me above all else
Started to love that girl in the mirror
Ignoring twisted words my brain tells
I love to draw. I love to sing.
I’m weird, I’m everything.
2019 keep me honest
to myself and to my friends.
And if darkness comes to steal my light,
let me remember: It’s not the end.