the first time I had moved was when I was only 17
i've added 7 more times to that in the last 5 years painstakingly
i've had to switch jobs 8 different times
and even now I'm searching for the 9th
had 3 different cars slow me down
rather than give me the freedom they allow
i used my last penny to fill up on gas
only to wake up and see it up another 40 cents
i felt my heart break for the first time at age 19
then endured again at 21 having love taken from me
i've had to give up an entire side of my family
because they refused to treat me as worthy
watching people come and go so easily
has to be the uttermost heartbreaking insanity
found a 3rd nodule in my throat, speculating it's cancer
but without insurance, like rabies, death will be my only answer
i stopped getting my period almost 2 years ago, for reasons unknown
although I'll assume it's from all the stress and the weight my bones have let go
i say I'm done and am ready to let go
but as soon as I stop, I get back up, ready to grow
wondering what it will be that comes in my path to finally break me
when for 22 years the earth under me has been shattering
a whole history of fucked up family genetics, countless names of addiction
but I still choose faith and tolerance over Daniel's and Jameson
i build myself back up from the ground
and grow weary as life shoots me right back down
watching every cloud turn the brightest days into a small dim light
waiting optimistically grateful through every moonlit night
still I push on despite the pain
not even caring at this point if it's all in vain
and even through all that life takes from me
my heart in it's strength beats on forever patiently
i want to give up but I know I'll never dare
i'll swim towards the surface until my lungs are out of air
the breath I'm looking for may never come
but like I said I'll live until all of the oxygen is taken from my lungs
and if it takes seventy years to get where I'm going
then I will continue to swim until my body stops running
i believe in where I am going and I won't give myself a choice
as journeying through this life may only ever be the only rejoice
go ahead and take everything: my home, my car, my health, my sanity
i will still go forward with hope and unbreakable certainty
that I will get where I'm going, eventually
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Eventually
PoetryWe express ourselves starting from a young age. Collecting words that suit our lips, or finding music that fits our ears: we all grow towards who we wish to become or what we fear we will be. We live in a world where the freedom to express yourself...