I am a labyrinth

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      I'm broken but I'm strong, I'm flawed but I'm still beautiful in my own way, and I'm different but maybe different is a good thing. My whole life I've been searching to try to figure out who I am and what I'm supposed to do with the amazing life that I've been given. It's taken me seventeen years but I think I've finally figured exactly who I am; I am Kelsey Alyse Robinson. There's no one else in world who is exactly like me and that's such an incredible thing to think about. I am not a photocopy of someone else, I am my own unique individual and always will be. If you look at a picture of someone you can't tell the type of person they are or what they've been through. If you look at my selfies I'm usually smiling from ear to ear and look like the happiest kid around, but that's not always true. 
 
      My pictures don't tell my story, or what my likes and dislikes are, they show the person I portray to be on the outside rather then who I truly am on the inside. If you take away my edits and filters and actually look inside of me instead of my appearance you'll see that I'm a warrior. There was a time in my life where all I saw was darkness and I was constantly at war with my mind. I always felt like I was drowning in a pool of my own negative thoughts and there was no way I could swim to the top and save myself. On the outside I tried my hardest not to show how I felt inside, I smiled and laughed and seemed fine but when I was alone it was the opposite. 
 
      Sadness seemed to follow me and always creep up behind me when I least expected it. I felt as if sadness was the Grim Reaper and there was no escaping him. After a while these feelings of hopelessness went away and I became the person I am today. I am my own hero, no one helped me escape the deep dark hole I was in, I had to claw and climb out of it myself. So behind all my filters and edits I am a girl who's been shattered into a million but picked myself up, glued myself back together, and turned my life around. I may be damaged, weird, and quirky but that's what makes me unique. I wouldn't change anything I've been through because theses experiences  made me the person I am today and I wouldn't give that up for the world.  
This poem is about: 
Me

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