A poem for the future

I dream of a day that everything goes well.

A day when I don’t have to pretend and can just be myself.

A day when I can let go of my frustrations and fears.

A day when I don’t need to feel alone and can finally feel accepted.

Life after such a life alterating injury can be difficult.

I try to be the strong one who can help uplift others but I find it near impossible to uplift myself.

With each passing day I long for acceptance.

With each day I long for this negative voice to leave my head

So that I can learn and grow.

When is that day? Will it ever happen or will it stay inside me?

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