Improving

I was losing hope.

Inside I felt,

Like I was slowly dying.

I felt so lost and alone.

Felt like no one would care,

If I just disappeared.

Wouldn’t eat much.

Couldn’t sleep much.

Believed the lies of,

You’re not wanted,

Just a waste of space.

Isolated myself.

Pretended to still be,

That happy little girl,

Everyone thought I was,

But they didn’t know,

I was dying inside.

Encouraged to speak up.

Reluctantly I did.

Didn’t realize it would be,

The turning point,

Of this dark dark time.

Started seeing a counselor.

Started talking about my life.

Realized the traumatic experiences,

I’ve been through,

In my short life.

Started healing.

Slipped back.

It is depression I am facing.

Broken skin,

Leaving scars.

Just wishing to leave this world.

Reminded that,

This is not the end.

Started improving.

Had set backs.

Fighting to overcome.

Opening up.

Speaking up.

Starting to share my story.

Learning from my past,

To make a brighter future.

Throughout it all,

God’s used it to,

Continually draw me closer.