Dear Past me

Mon, 02/11/2019 - 12:09 -- Shypoet

Dear past me, 

Your life is one heck of a roller coaster 

You are going to feel very hopeless 

You are not really ever going to meet your biological dad 

But when you get older you won’t care 

There will be another man in your life 

He starts off amazing and you get a little sliver of hope that you’ll have a dad again 

But then he gets angry 

He will get angry a lot 

But you and your mother will get through all the fights beatings and bruises 

You’ll get through all the nights where you had to stay the night at someone else’s house because you and your mother were scared 

Your mother is all you have 

She stays happy when you’re the brattiest child in the world 

She is your shoulder to cry on 

She will never leave you 

She will never hurt you 

You are a spitting image of her 

It may not seem like it 

But you’d be surprised 

She loves you for you 

And you will love her back 

Till death 

She will be everything to you 

She is your supporter 

She’s the one that showed up to every dance recital, making sure your hair and costume was perfect and you were there on time 

You’re going to have really scary times in your life 

New Year’s Eve will always bring back memories only she and your best friend of birth will understand 

Your mom will be your best friend 

Dear past me, 

You are going to make stupid decisions in your life 

You are going to develop something 

Called anxiety and depression 

It will suck 

But you’ll get through it 

Because you are strong, just like your mother 

Dear past me, 

Sixth grade will come along, and you will meet three amazing people in your life 

Ally, Marlyn and Erika 

They are your world and they help you so much 

Dear past me, 

Half way through sixth grade your depression and anxiety will get to you 

Like a shark sneaking up on you in the water, ready to drag you down 

You will write something to your friends stating that maybe life isn’t worth living 

But it is 

Don’t do anything 

Because if you do there won’t be any more letters from me to you 

 

Dear future me, 

Stay strong 

Keep working hard 

Don’t forget your true friends and family 

Yes, maybe some family doesn’t want to see you 

Or is too drunk to talk 

But you’ll pull through 

And hey, keep that acting spark lit 

And remember how much your mother and dad love you 

Remember to smile 

Remember to remember who you are 

You are you 

And no bully 

Family member 

Ex friend 

Or you 

Can say otherwise 

Stop looking in the mirror and telling yourself negative things 

Love yourself 

Signed, 

You 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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