Time, lostA Poem by AnonymousFor two years I was angry, I was depressed and I was at despair. My faith and prayers were a broken street. Crying out to the lord to bring back my vessel peace . Everyday was a pain to function just the slightest bit. Every word spurring out was in no way saying joy. I never thought today would come where waking up is a blessing Elation has overcame my body and soul. despite being indignant of the way of life I told myself the time my 19th year of living started that this will be a great year, turns out it is. My journey of ED is on its way to becoming a tragic memory. I am healing with the right people by my side. I am close to becoming who I was before but much more knowledgeable with the workings of life. © 2021 Anonymous |
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Added on August 5, 2021 Last Updated on August 5, 2021 AuthorAnonymousNC, PhilippinesAboutI don’t know if what I write is good, but I enjoying making them more..Writing
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