You'd be proud of me.
I'm trying on a new me.
Can you see me?
You'd be proud of me.
I've been trying out sobriety since you passed. I don't always stick the landing but you'd be proud of me I think in how far I've come.
Can you see me?
I think I'd make you proud.
I didn't do it for you or anything so noble
I just did it to make you proud.
You'd be proud of me and how far I've come.
I don't lash out like I used to.
God dammit you'd be so proud.
I try to think before I speak now
I try to understand those who need it and not just those who deserve it
You'd be so god damned proud of me
Can you see it?
The new me would make you proud I think.
I really hope so.
Because it's the only reason I can think of for you to be gone so much sooner than me. To show me how to be better before its too late
But maybe that's narcissistic of me.
Either way I think you'd be proud of me and who I've become.
You'd be so proud of me
And that kills me every single day.
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Poems for the Mentally Damaged
Poetrya collection of poems I'm constantly working on. For those who know the suffering of mental health issues and those who humor my simple way of coping which is of course to write more poems to relate to from my darkest and saddest to the hopes of a y...
