Moving On

And I still have nightmares
About those days
In my mind I've moved on
Even though some things
Are still the same.
I'm moving on, as fast as I can
Reaching out for the first time in two years
Trying to stand tall.
Last night with the blade against my arm
Well it was my wakeup call.
I'm not going back there again.
I can't go back there again.
Still so full of my insecurities
But I know I'm not the only one
I look around me
There's 'normal' people with the same fears
As me.
And there'll be lows and highs
Like there always is.
But I'm going to move on.
I'm going to beat this.
Because I wont live my life a slave to depression
Anxiety, tears, overdoses
It's not what I need
I don't deserve to bleed.
Sometimes I still hit rock bottom
Sometimes I still hurt so bad that
My insides ache.
But it's going to take more than that this time
For me to break.
I look back a year ago today
I've grown so tall, in so many ways.
And nothing
Nothing will take that away.