Trying to hold on to hope that it will get better
And attempting to rebuild your heart and soul
The earthquakes continue
With thousands of aftershocks rocking everything
You're unstable
Attempting to reach out for anything
Anything solid that will keep you still
You come up with nothing and have to hold on for dear life that nothing breaks nothing that is Irreplaceable
But it's too late
Looking down at once was your clean wrist
But now filled with scars and blood from what this earthquake has done
What do you do when you have nothing else left in life?
YOU ARE READING
The Healing girl
PoetryThese are poems that descried my life. My life is filled with Pain and suffering and sometimes a little laughter. Depression, sadness, Suicide, anxiety self harm and a girl that fights through the pain when every ounce says give in to the thought...
