I wonder what it feels like,
to walk and talk without fear.
How will I feel when I know,
I'm accepted by ones who are near?
How will I know I have been forgiven?
What does it feel like to just know?
Will it be clear when the time comes?
Will I really feel my spirit just grow?
How good will it feel to make mistakes,
and know theres nothing wrong with me?
Imagine being able to have no doubt,
and truly letting my whole self be free.
To have all the strength, courage, serenity,
acceptance and understanding to be wise.
For I have become my own worst enemy,
Judging myself for all the tears that I cry.
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Living with mental illness makes everything complicated. I love writing because it helps me understand my feelings better.