A living testament
The cracks in the foundations of my life took years to repair. It was left with no acknowledgment or care. Every day was a struggle as I fought with myself while juggling and living a double life of pretending to be happy when all I wanted to do was scream.
It's crazy how those on the outside get a small view and think you're doing good but in reality things aren't always what they seem. Walking, when I wanted to fly, laughing when I really wanted to cry. Giving up and losing the will to try breaks your self-esteem and tarnishes your dreams.
I am a living testament that despite my mental breakdown I found my escape to free myself from myself. The self that wasn't capable of healing, loving, or giving.
Through my ancestors willing I was saved and the chance to live again with no pain I was gave. I am now staring at the foundation that was once filled with cracks slowly but surely getting it's confidence back despite the scars left behind.
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This poem is about overcoming the struggles of feeling unloved or devalued. It's about taking back your power and loving yourself first.