Maybe the world wasn't ending
Maybe I was just 11
11 with no one
So called friends always had plans
Grandparents didn't have time to understand
Parents were struggling with everything
11 with no one
12 was spent with my grandparents
New school
New people
New clothes
Same body
Same life
Same pain
!3 came crashing
Every day was spent in my room
Scrolling on social media
Seeing people have the life I always dreamed of
Jealousy
Anger
Pain
What was wrong with me?
Why did I have to live a life that was filled with pain?
Why was I being punished for existing?
Was I not meant to have been born?
Sorrow
Regret
Fear
14 was the worst of all
New school
New people
"Things were going to change" said I
But oh how I was wrong
Everything stayed the same
Everything besides my soul
My emotions
My anger
It was worse
I was drowning
Instead of pulling me up
I got held down
"She's fine!", "This is normal teenage behavior!", "She's only 14!"
Were the words said more than "I love you."
I had been given a life I didn't ask for
14 years for what?
What was my purpose?
To take medications that didn't work?
To grow up by myself?
To be given a life I didn't want?
Now that I'm 15
Things changed
Maybe not the anger
And maybe not the emotions
But I can breathe now
My head is above the water
And I can finally touch the bottom
I can feel the breeze on my face
I can smell the air around me
The fear of drowning is gone
Because now I can touch the bottom
I relax my body and float
I float to the top of the water
The sky is more blue
The clouds are whiter
The water is warmer
I pull myself out of the water
I am stronger now
I am fearless
The trees are big and full of life
The grass is greener than ever
The flowers are sprouting
I turn around to see no water
Only a puddle that children are riding bikes over
I look and see an empty bench
It calls my name
"Sit!" the bench says
I obey and sit down while staring at everything around me
Life is beautiful
Joyful
Appreciative
Blessed
To get out of the sadness
I had to reach for the good
Maybe the world wasn't ending
Maybe I was just starting to become a woman
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Brianna Mann (
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Comments1
A lovely write and travelling from a painful childhood with nothing positive going on, to blossoming into an adult and a positive outlook on life, nicely expressed and written
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