Beautifully Broken: A Poem

With my head hung low and nowhere to go

I can’t explain this mysterious pain

My heart is pounding, my heart starts to spin

Please go away, I do not want you in.

Finally giving in, suicidal ideation comes in

I’m invisible, useless, I’m laughing, but falling

I’m alive, dead inside, I’m everything I’m not

I’m not everything I am, as how you used to see.

I thought leaving this world would be easy,

but the sixth and last time my neck and rope

didn’t shook hands and didn’t make a blood pact

I realized that my life’s worth living.

Countless therapy sessions and medications passed,

My journey to recovery is not as easy, but

My only thought is to find happiness with no regrets

and to accept myself the way I am.



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