
Eyes going to the back of my head, that's how I reflect
How bad things were before the mental reset
When everything seemed like an over 10-year long marathon without rest
Where waking up to a bright day was something I did detest
But then it just changed,
A phenomenon I can't explain
I mean there is still pain, I see it
But it is , surprisingly, healing
I can see my walls being rebuilt
My home up here being repainted,
The plant that almost died from wilt
It's all green again, with more roots that's stemed
3 days I never thought would have such effect
3 days I never knew would teach me how to rest
3 days I never expected to feel so free to admire the earth
3 days I never thought would teach me to cherish my breath
I don't think I am whole yet, not by a long shot
I have slipped and fell since then, untamed thoughts
But they don't drown me anymore
They could hit me till I am sore but I would still get up and walk
I am seeing myself breathing
I am seeing myself living
I am seeing my smile in the mirror again
I am seeing vanishing of my dark spots and stains
Even with doors opened, Fear doesn't enter anymore
I think he understands he no longer rules with tough love
I am holding onto this , cause all that matters is right now
There is light here, my mind has become a Powered-House
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.



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