As I go along in the toughest and darkest moments in my life, poetry has served as my friend to lean on. Each time I'm bearing with me the weight of my emotions, doubts, fears and my anxieties, I'll grab my pen and paper and tell it through poetry or just lull myself to sleep at night. Having no one I can trust the most than my self and whimper about without judgement, was the hardest part and most painful truth that I have faced and dealt with. Every line depicts my emotions and every poem I've written is a part of my soul, so please respect each one of them and never steal them from me for I do not want to go on with my life with an incomplete soul; or I'll chase you to life to get my soul back for it is my healer. To the art of poetry, thank you! Thank you for helping me. Thank you for being there for me, thank you for being my only ear and most importantly, thank you for saving me. To those who are dealing the same condition like mine, it's okay. It's okay to not feel okay. Find your healer and you will get through it in the most unexpected days of your life. Also, please share your thoughts about my poem. I'd love to read them. Have a nice day!
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