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danabecker

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

3 poems·Since July 2017
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Before and After

July 12, 2017

Their words felt like the noose around my neck

Their actions felt like the gun against my head

Their hatred felt like the blade against my skin

I didn’t know what I did wrong to receive their disgust

I didn’t realize their thoughts were eating me alive

I didn’t notice that I became a glass that wasn’t half full, just empty

I couldn't sleep

I couldn’t eat

I couldn’t breathe

I couldn’t live

They say that things have to get worse before they get better

But I couldn’t wait that long

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Their words feel like I am not alone in this world

Their actions feel like I finally belong somewhere

Their love feels like I mean something for the first time

I know that they are here for me, even when I think I’ve lost it

I realized that these people are the greatest I have met, and will ever meet

I noticed that I have become a better version of myself, a glass full of life

I can sleep

I can eat

I can breath

I can finally live

They say things have to get worse before they get better

And it was worth it, worth living

 
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