Some days the air will be more salt than freshness;
some days your bones will be more pockmarked than pomegranates.
But no matter how full the universe is of dark energy,
it still manages to make the night sky look beautiful.
And no matter how full of scars your lungs are,
the tissue still produces that wonderful voice.
There’s a reason whirlpools flow differently
on either side of the Equator: because opposites
are the only silver linings that can ever turn into gold.
When each day is a suicide note,
find strength in holding the pen that allows you
to express your feelings instead of letting them fester inside
like craters buried deep in the skin of the moon.
When every morning is another reason to stay in bed,
find joy in the nights when you’re able to get out of it.
You can wail all you want and ask the Grand Canyon
how it feels to breathe, but all you’ll get is the answer
that sometimes it hurts to be so empty.
So fill yourself instead,
until all that’s left inside your head
is everything but the desire to be dead.
I stopped going to therapy because I knew my therapist was right and I wanted to keep being wrong. I wanted to keep my bad habits like charms on a bracelet. I did not want to be brave. I think I like my brain best in a bar fight with my heart. I think I like myself a little broken. I’m ok if that makes me less loved. I like poetry better than therapy anyway. The poems never judge me for healing wrong.Clementine von Radics (via fleurlungs)
Communicate. That’s the biggest and best first thing you can ever do. Whether it be with a teacher, sibling, friend, parent or even a counselor. Being able to communicate is the first step to your life getting better. It doesn’t have to be even talking; it can be a letter or email or text…let people know what’s going on in your life, your thoughts and emotions.
People can and will help you, you just need to search them out. Oh and one last thing, never EVER let someone bring you down. You’re you, and you is always good enough. Never stray from who you are because you never know who will come along and want and love “you”.Marc M. (Brampton, ON, Canada)