"You're wrong about yourself."
I had been living in a graveyard of my past, listening to the ghosts tell me stories and believing what they've said about me:
That I quit too soon and too often,
That I shouldn't have left my family,
That I didn't try hard enough,
That I didn't love enough,
And if I was a better person,
Someone different,
I wouldn't have been such a disappointment.
But when I read through my words, I found five years of proof of how hard I fought and how hard I tried. It was never that I quit, it was that I finally chose myself.
So I destroyed the journals and put the graveyard to rest.
These are the poems from that time. Poems I wrote to myself to help me be ok in a time when being ok felt the farthest from me. I hope they can meet you where you're at, and if that's a graveyard of your own, these words are here for you until you're ready to leave it.
Nothing good comes to life in a graveyard.
Sarah"
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