Finally, I feel happy.
Relaxation sets into my bones,
And a smile slips onto my face.
There doesn't have to be a struggle tonight.
New hair,
New ideas,
New me.
I will get better,
No more hurting myself,
No more overreacting.
We can get it right this time,
We can figure it out.
Homework, School, Life.
We can handle it.
Shits going to go down,
That much is promised.
But we can take it.
A smile slips onto my face,
Batteries in my camera.
I'm ready to get ahead again.
Finally I feel freed.
Showing posts with label okay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label okay. Show all posts
Saturday, September 7, 2013
This is me.
Hey.
It's easier for me to tell you like this, all in pixels and letters. When I talk my words get all jumbled, and when I IM you there are too many typos.
You're one of the most important things to happen to me, one of my best friends. I want so badly for us to have some profound friendship like they do in movies, and in books. I know that's not real life too. You're not going to tell me every little detail of your life, and you're going to get annoyed when I try and tell you mine. But I'm okay with that. I know that we may not always talk. And when we do it's single words and small responses, but thank you for giving me your time. And thank you for letting me into your life.
I'm not the most amazing friend. I make a lot of mistakes and I push too much of my shit out into the open. I don't really have boundaries and I over share a lot. But that's just because I trust you. And I'm not going to just bag on myself, because sometimes you irritate the hell out of me. And that's how it's supposed to be.
I love you, and I'm so glad you're still my friend. <3
It's easier for me to tell you like this, all in pixels and letters. When I talk my words get all jumbled, and when I IM you there are too many typos.
You're one of the most important things to happen to me, one of my best friends. I want so badly for us to have some profound friendship like they do in movies, and in books. I know that's not real life too. You're not going to tell me every little detail of your life, and you're going to get annoyed when I try and tell you mine. But I'm okay with that. I know that we may not always talk. And when we do it's single words and small responses, but thank you for giving me your time. And thank you for letting me into your life.
I'm not the most amazing friend. I make a lot of mistakes and I push too much of my shit out into the open. I don't really have boundaries and I over share a lot. But that's just because I trust you. And I'm not going to just bag on myself, because sometimes you irritate the hell out of me. And that's how it's supposed to be.
I love you, and I'm so glad you're still my friend. <3
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Hugs.
It's the way you hug.
I know that those are for everyone,
And not "special" just for me,
But I can't help wondering what it would be like,
If they were.
It's like a drug, because I finally feel okay.
Safe.
It's your hugs.
They make me feel loved.
I know that those are for everyone,
And not "special" just for me,
But I can't help wondering what it would be like,
If they were.
It's like a drug, because I finally feel okay.
Safe.
It's your hugs.
They make me feel loved.
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Bitter Memories and Moving On.
Nearly two months with out a relapse.
Still lots of shouting, but less crying.
More frustration, but the thoughts of ending it float away.
I talk with my friends everyday.
Go on mini vacations.
Work to make myself feel better.
I'm finally moving forward.
After a year of hiding behind a wall.
I can breath again.
I can finally feel the word spinning.
Still lots of shouting, but less crying.
More frustration, but the thoughts of ending it float away.
I talk with my friends everyday.
Go on mini vacations.
Work to make myself feel better.
I'm finally moving forward.
After a year of hiding behind a wall.
I can breath again.
I can finally feel the word spinning.
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