Candy Reader Poetry: This Is Just a Bumpy Road, Not a Destination
I know what it feels like
To fall asleep with tears flowing down your face, on your pillow.
To feel nothing for a second or two the moment you wake up,
and then suddenly feel your chest heave with pain and sorrow.
To cry in the shower, where no one can judge you and your tears.
To stare at the mirror with remorse on what you see,
and then get tired and avoid every bit of your reflection.
To not find your place in a room full of people.
To feel worthless.
To feel your past mistakes devour you and your faith in everything good.
To feel alone.
I know what it's like, I've been there.
I know it gets really difficult.
Some people will not understand how you feel.
Some people will take advantage of your loneliness.
Some people will tear you apart into pieces.
I know you're tired, and that's okay.
Everybody gets tired.
You can rest. You can lay your head, you can sleep.
But please, don't let this be the end.
Please open your eyes and see that a whole new beginning is waiting for you.
You'll be okay.
This is just a really bumpy road, but you'll get there.
Just hold on a little longer.