Before I...


Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is to love yourself,
To find the wholeness that you seek.

Before I knew the light,
I have had my fair share of darkness, too,
Where my world fell into a hopelessness
And I didn't know how to get through.

For I have known the tears it takes,
The courage to stand up again,
When you are broken down and bruised
And you know nothing but the pain.

You forget to appreciate love,
If you haven't seen the hate,
Till you forget the meaning of smile and laughter,
And your heart is left abate.

I have known the strength and courage
It requires to get it right,
To face the things that hold you down
And hold your head up and fight.

Before I was who I am now,
I was someone I didn't want to be.
I was lost, battered, and defeated,
Before I knew how to be me. 

  • Author: lost-but-not-broken17 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 4th, 2017 11:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have made a personal promise to myself only to become stronger.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 38
  • Users favorite of this poem: burning-embers, Hopey_xx.
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  • Jemerina

    I really liked this poem.

  • just a girl.

    I was reading some of your poems, and I'm absolutely in love with your writing. Keep doing good!

  • burning-embers

    You are wise beyond your years by anyones measure. This is a lovely piece. The last verse is amazing. In fact the last verse as a stand alone piece, just those 4 lines are the most poignant i have read on here.

    • lost-but-not-broken17

      These comments mean so much more then what you guys realise. Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work!

    • FredPeyer

      Thank God I read burning-embers comment before starting to write here. I wanted to say the same thing!
      Love your writing, love your poem, want to read a lot more, and yes, the last for lines could be a poem on their own. Short, meaningful, to the point, and very well written.

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