Whole again
Today I learned what it means to be strong.
How to do the hard right over the easy wrong.
To hold my head high
While releasing a smile to the sky.
Learning to believe in myself again
And pulling happiness from within.
Slowly regaining control of my heart
Still battling the nightmares from tearing me apart.
Each day a new smile is born
With old wounds healed, the scars are proudly worn.
Memories of the good days
Are reminders not to fall in to old ways.
Finally I'm ready, ready to move on
And all my pain will soon be gone.
This poem is about:
Me