Suffering @7

Posted: February 17, 2016 in Uncategorized

suffering @ 7

I’ve been suffering since I was seven

I’ve never told anyone, only my friends

I am not a sad story, nor am I weak

I seek no attention, but only to be seen as normal

I’ve been suffering since I was 7

I’ve been touched by the hands of the one I called dad

I’ve seen bags of grass and snow in the hands of the one I called mom

I’ve wrapped death around my neck and wrists only to be ignored and suffer longer

I’ve starved, living off of noodles and bread.

I’ve seen a man speak to death and be accepted

I’ve been suffering since I was 7

I’ve inhaled the vulgar smoke by my hand

I’ve drowned in Depression and Anxiety

I’ve wanted so badly to speak to death but then,

I found a reason

A reason to live

A reason to breathe

A reason to stay

I don’t suffer anymore

I only live

I only breathe

I only smile

simply because

I know it’s going to be okay

I know someone knows what I’ve been through

I know my mother died, not by my hand.

I know it’s going to be okay because it’s going to get better

Maybe not today maybe not tomorrow.

But it will be

And it makes me feel better to know that.

But as for you

If you think no one loves you

Think again

If you know you want to die

Know again

If you think that no one cares

I care

I care if you die, cry, or hurt yourself

but as I said before

It’s going to be okay, even if you have had awful things happen to you

It’s going to be okay.

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