This is an old poem I wrote a while back. I'm gonna be posting a few more of them, if anyone wants to read them, though generally my poems are a lot happier now.
My wants,
The things I wish for,
Don't matter.
The things I don't want,
The things I wish to keep away,
Come anyway.
I'm tired of wanting things that never come,
Of getting my hopes up,
Just to have them fall.
I'm not sure I know what I want,
I'm not sure I know what to wish for,
Not anymore.
The stress,
The hurt,
The lies,
I'm tired of fighting.
I'm tired of defying what has to be.
So for now,
Instead of making things happen,
I'll simply be.
I won't leave,
But I won't stay,
I won't ask,
And I won't deny.
For now,
I am simply,
Living.
I am me.
I am not perfect.
I try to do the best that I can, set goals that I can reach, and do anything to achieve them.
But I've gotten a little lost along the way, and now here I am, struggling with Anorexia, Depression, and Self Harm.
My blog isn't supposed to be a happy place. Or an advice giving place. It's just a place that I can write out all my thoughts, everything I feel, without being judged!
Maybe you'll find solace in my struggles, someone to understand. Maybe you'll find interest in watching my journey through my life, or maybe you'll even take one look at this, and turn away. Every reaction is a lesson, and I am here to learn.
This blog is access into my most private thoughts.
With that being said, enjoy!
With that being said, enjoy!
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