Can I Really

Can I really seek happiness?
When all I had hoped was for misery
agony, pain, death, and sadness?
When all I wanted was the death of me
Can I really choose to be happy?

Can I really look past my scars?
The ones I carved out of my own hate
anger, disgust, and these self wars
The ones I seen as the start of my fate
Can I really change this late?

Can I really rely on a friend?
All I have done was keep people away
push, lie, conceal, and defend
All I have done for my own decay
Can I really be okay?

Can I really overlook this decade or more of my own destruction
When all I expected out of my life was my own suffering
The scars I bear still ever present and ever a obstruction
All I have done was plant the seeds for my own reckoning
So can I really, after all of this, be worthy of recovering?

I think so.

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Just a short little poem I cooked up in an hour or so after over a decade of just wishing the worst of myself. I had fairly recently found out that I, in fact, can move on past all of this. I’ve already taken my first step towards bettering my mental health and how I view myself. I was in tears yesterday at this revelation, that I don’t need or deserve this self hatred I hold. I can seek happiness. I can see beyond these dozens of scars on my body, I can welcome people into my life and have them give me a helping hand. I can do all of that and more. I really can, even after all these years of this.

Thanks to all who read this even if it isn’t that good of a poem. Just felt like throwing this out for the people on the lego fantasy game forums to read. Probably the biggest “didn’t ask” thing I’ve ever posted.

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what happened

no, seriously tho, what happened??

Not sure if that’s the most incredibly appropriate thing to ask here

I’m genuinely concerned

No matter what happened the only thing that matters is the ability to move forward.

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is it really so wrong to be worried right now?

whatever then, I guess I’ll just go

I didn’t say it was wrong to be worried, I’m just concerned about their privacy

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I quite literally wear my shit on my sleeve. It’s all good. Thanks for the concern though :slightly_smiling_face:

I was happy when I discovered water iron leg :joy:

good poem tho

:fire:

Directly better explosion ironleg

I know that message all too well :frpensive:

Welcome to the club, the forums club, where we will always help you

probably

I JUST LIKE WATER OKAY??? :sob:

I promise I will not harm people with this power.

I relate to this on multiple levels. We just have to remember that if we keep going for our own individual sakes, we will eventually see the light at the end of the tunnel. :+1:

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