I'm not okay,
not really.
I'm starving, the urges are back.
They are things here still gnawing,
still clawing at my past.
But inside I'm really hoping that together do they last.
Not going to say it's easy,
To smile, to lie.
But it's worth it if they don't see me cry.
So no, I'm not okay,
I hide more and more each day,
I'm not happy with who I see.
And I guess you could say I kind of hate me.
But sometimes that's all right
To put others in the lime light.
Sometimes you got to step back,
Even when you start to crack.
If anyone asks, I'm okay.
But I'm really hoping
That this feeling isn't here to stay.
Poem About The Struggle Within
This poem is lovely. And what else, I very much relate to the quote that's there in the beginning. Publishing extremely personal things make me afraid ... I don't wanna be vulnerable.
I'm Okay (Not Really)
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014 with permission of the Author.
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