How to be me,
locked inside
these expectations,
I hold for myself,
my mind
swims, beneath the surface,
As I seek to escape,
all this guilt,
that built me up and tore me down.
That trapped me within repeated cycles of self destruction.
My fear, isolating me from my healing.
To survive, to thrive.
To break away,
from the repetition that buries me
further into my suffering.
searching for the truth,
swaying through my pain,
I slip away,
falling through the cracks.
And what shall remain.
I contemplate the connections,
the way my body suffers
as I drown, in these overwhelming feelings of discontent.
I stand divided,
as my whole being wishes to reconnect.
To open myself up,
to find my way out, as I breathe in and self regulate.
To recognise my trauma,
to accept it,
tracing out my scars,
as I step off the edge and let go,
trusting in the flow of life.
The image used, is my own.
