Ending the stigma through poetry
I awoke last night from a dream I had
I was walking between two large mountains on a path
There was no way around
So I continued until I came to a creek
My thirst for hope consumed me
So I drank the water to carry on
The path holds memories of mistakes, pain and the worst of me
Still I walk for I am strong
The only way out is facing it all
Forgiveness and acceptance is why I have traveled so far
It is the time to give myself both of these
The end of the path is near