the horrible things i've been through did not make me who i am today. i've always hated that phrase. "it made me who i am today." if anything, the misfortune events from my timeline have pushed me further back from the person that i could be. i've been left restless, unable to sleep at night, hoping and praying that my past trauma doesn't haunt my dreams like it did my life. my past does not make me who i am. i've molded myself around the situations i found myself in, like a wall, to protect myself. it's kind of sad, really, that i've had to alter my life around the pain that has consumed me. i am not stronger because of these events, i am scarred. but i wouldn't be who i am today without them.
YOU ARE READING
i still wait for you.
Poetrypoems and writings for the broken. previously, "i will wait for you until the very end" cover credits to baybiwillow TW if you or a loved one is experiencing suicidal thoughts, please call or text (or have them call or text) the National Suicide P...
