I am afraid of getting better
I think I am afraid of getting better
I see the smallest bit of sunshine peeking through
And my heart accelerates into panic
My blood boils at the thought of seeing sun and not just rain
My mind,
It snickers
It knows i will never get better
It has instilled a great fear of taking a helping hand
Because happiness is not guaranteed
And i have lived with pain for far too long
Blades in my hands to tell hushed secrets to my
Skin
Suicidal thoughts that come knock at my brain
Willing my hands to write millions of letters
Where the wind carries my goodbyes
And i am convinced those around me will be better off without my fake smiles,
My disheartened soul
I know i am supposed to try
But it is hard to get out of bed
When an invisible pair of ghostly dark hands pull me back down
Inside the covers
Safe in there
without all the bad
Just me, my thoughts, and music flowing in and out my ears
It is hard to want something that you’ve denied yourself of
For too too long
It is hard to grasp the concept that there will be days where happiness just comes in chunks
And be okay with that
Because i want happiness that flows for years
Weaving in and out of me where laughter comes naturally
Where smiles aren’t just glued on
But felt
Deep inside,
In my heart
And it is hard to try and feel happy when I know it’ll just come to a fast paced end
But
I am not afraid of getting better
I reached out for help,
Went to therapy
And opened up
Let all my rose petals fall that protected me
Kept me shunned from the rest of the world;
Let the vineyards within me reach for help in growth
Despite my heart growing scared
Despite the palms of my hands starting to sweat
Even when my mind tried tricking me into telling lies
Instead of admitting i had a problem,
I wanted help,
I needed help
I got up every morning
Even when the hairs on my arms stood up in fear
Even when the rain tried to make its way back inside
Even when all i saw was gloomy days on rainbow days
I accepted the sunshine and let it make a home in my heart,
In my mind
I let my mind dwell in sadness,
Let it truly feel this feeling that’s dropped me down for so long
And then let it rejoice in smiles
And jokes
Let it see movies that not only brought sadness
But blooming flowers that radiated happiness
I let the birds chirp good morning,
And my playlist play happy tunes
Instead of sad ones
Because every step
Mattered
Every step
Was another step closer to being okay
Not happy but okay
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