The Memory

I was at the lowest point in my life.
Sitting on the bathroom floor waiting
Growing more and more weary
This was it, I thought to myself.
The rest started to become foggy
Struggling to keep conscious
Mom crying uncontrollably
Bright hospital lights
Questions I couldn’t find the answers for
Realizing the damage I would have left behind.
The date was April 22, 2018.
It was a dark time in my life
That memory will always live with me
I will never forget it, nor do I want to.
To me it’s a reminder to why I’m here
Why I need to keep on pushing.
It taught me a valuable lesson
One that I thought I would already know,
I learned who really cared.
I learned who never did.
I am where I am now because of who cared.`

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This poem was based on a bad time in my life.